Bitter

Worn-Tin

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    Shadowboxer found the options in the grocery store, now
    It’s making money, lacy undies stain the kitchen wall
    You mean to tell me that I'm singing just the big notes?
    I tried to pin it but I could not get it
    I told the paperboy, I like to live outside the lines
    It takes the medicine to make me feel myself sometimes
    She’s got a belt around my neck, no time to feel alive
    I know she’s right, she’s got a job, she, she owns your own supplies, now

    I hate to shove this tool in the shed
    She says: That ain’t the hardest thing in the bed
    And now we all say things that circulate in our heads
    But don’t mind the bitter, the roses stay red

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    I ride the daily, keep 'em safe, be with those evening glares
    I'm feeling anxious, full of spacious little box we share
    I can’t imagine what the talk would be to have you here
    But if you were the lady next to me, she’d be a millionaire
    Oh, how divine, that’s now a crime, must be your campus trip
    Not since the one who’s running from a lack of empathy
    It doesn’t matter where you’re standing, you stand next to me
    I cut my hair, my skin, my teeth because to have you on your knees

    I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed
    She says: That ain’t the hardest thing in the bed
    And now we all say shit that circulate in our heads
    But don’t mind the bitter, the roses stay red

    I guess that now we just suppose
    You keep the feeling, let it go
    Cause, for now, nobody knows
    It’s not just anybody
    Just an up and at em close
    You hit the lights and take it slow
    Make it up all on the road
    It’s not just anybody

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