Sent like an S.O.S. rising from my chest to yours
What's worse than you right now?
You got so found and lonely
Eat it up, it's a piece of cake
Pull the pin and pray it's loaded
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew you were afraid
So sick like a whip with the crack turned down
Breathe deep, it's centered in the meter now
Light feather-like you're weightless for a better life, yeah
Calcutta all cut up like a shoestring
Impressed, depressive when you're moody
Can't rest like you're running up a mountain, yeah
Eat it up, it's a piece of cake
Pull the pin and pray it's loaded
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew you were afraid
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew it was a phase
Cold weather, keep it in the cabinet
If you wanna try to fuck shit up
Goddamn it's a cold affection
Goddamn it's a slow affection
Should probably get myself a jacket
If you wanna try to build back up
Goddamn, it's a cold affection
Goddamn, it's a slow affection
So sick, crack turned down
Breathe deep, meter now
Feather-like better like, yeah
Calcutta like a shoestring, ah
Impress, impressive when you're moody, ah
Better like
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