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It's 11am, I already popped two pills, I'm keeping busy doing futile things
They say for me it's more important to be chosen
Than who choses me, I don't know what to do with this information
I'm late for the first train but don't feel like running,
It feels so cold for early May
Everywhere I go, chaos is following
The bags under my eyes could be checked on planes
It's 4pm, you're despicable and I'm even worse and the lump in my throat is at a loss for words
These days the sun sets in a way that really makes me suffer
I've got a lifetime of questions and not one minute of answers
Picking my battles and trying to get to the ceiling
Even though I haven't left the floor in days
One plate of pasta and "who's up to get drunk this evening?"
The bags under my eyes could be checked on planes
It's 3am, I forgot what my skin feels like when not covered in thorns and pins
I just say "what about you?" when people ask me how I've been
So tell me that you want it explored and I'll explore it
Or tell me "let go" and I'll stop holding it
The wind is picking up and I feel seasick
The bags under my eyes could be checked on planes
The bags under my eyes could be checked on planes
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It's 11am, I already popped two pills, I'm keeping busy doing futile things
They say for me it's more important to be chosen
Than who choses me, I don't know what to do with this information
I'm late for the first train but don't feel like running,
It feels so cold for early May
Everywhere I go, chaos is following
The bags under my eyes could be checked on planes
It's 4pm, you're despicable and I'm even worse and the lump in my throat is at a loss for words
These days the sun sets in a way that really makes me suffer
I've got a lifetime of questions and not one minute of answers
Picking my battles and trying to get to the ceiling
Even though I haven't left the floor in days
One plate of pasta and "who's up to get drunk this evening?"
The bags under my eyes could be checked on planes
It's 3am, I forgot what my skin feels like when not covered in thorns and pins
I just say "what about you?" when people ask me how I've been
So tell me that you want it explored and I'll explore it
Or tell me "let go" and I'll stop holding it
The wind is picking up and I feel seasick
The bags under my eyes could be checked on planes
The bags under my eyes could be checked on planes
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Writer: Isabelle Le Coustumer
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Performed By: summer camp girlfriend
Language: English
Length: 6:00
Written by: Isabelle Le Coustumer
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