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One Hundred Percent - Stomach Bile Lyrics




A lot less special
A lot more pain
Don't care if I
See you again
Make him special
For one more night
Stomach bile
In my mind

I'm born to impress
I'm bored and depressed
Can't make any sense of this
First and last months rent
Oh boy, a credit check
Can't make any sense of this

I think you're special
And that's okay
I'll be special
Another day
I think you're special
And that's alright
Take me home
I don't want to fight

I'm born to impress
I'm bored and depressed
Can't make any sense of this
First and last months rent
Oh boy, a credit check
Can't make any sense of this

A lot less special
A lot more pain
Don't care if I
See you again
Make him special
For one more night
Stomach bile
In my mind

I'm born to impress
I'm bored and depressed
Can't make any sense of this
First and last months rent
Oh boy, a credit check
Can't make any sense of this

I'm born to impress
I'm bored and depressed
Can't make any sense of this
First and last months rent
Oh boy, a credit check
Can't make any sense of this
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A lot less special
A lot more pain
Don't care if I
See you again
Make him special
For one more night
Stomach bile
In my mind

I'm born to impress
I'm bored and depressed
Can't make any sense of this
First and last months rent
Oh boy, a credit check
Can't make any sense of this

I think you're special
And that's okay
I'll be special
Another day
I think you're special
And that's alright
Take me home
I don't want to fight

I'm born to impress
I'm bored and depressed
Can't make any sense of this
First and last months rent
Oh boy, a credit check
Can't make any sense of this

A lot less special
A lot more pain
Don't care if I
See you again
Make him special
For one more night
Stomach bile
In my mind

I'm born to impress
I'm bored and depressed
Can't make any sense of this
First and last months rent
Oh boy, a credit check
Can't make any sense of this

I'm born to impress
I'm bored and depressed
Can't make any sense of this
First and last months rent
Oh boy, a credit check
Can't make any sense of this
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Writer: Chris Hunchak, Christian Villella-Hunchak
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