Do we have to piss our lives away in
Amygdala hijack furies?
Do we have to breathe our childhood trauma
Into every conversation?
I know you've been through hell, uh-huh
Because I went through yours as well
Banging my brain against another's
Opus 'til I couldn't hear anymore
I rode my bike in the rain
To tie black balloons around her grave
You think the future's improved by
Random deletions
I think that's no way to make a work of art
That's no way to treat family
Do we have to piss our love away in
Amygdala hijack furies?
Do we have to breathe our childhood trauma
Into every conversation?
I know you've been through hell, uh-huh
Because I went through yours as well
Banging our brains against another's
Opus 'til we couldn't hear anymore
Why don't you text me? Why don't you call?
Why don't you reach for me anyway at all?
Why don't you text me? Why don't you call?
Why don't you reach for me anyway at all?
Why don't you text me? (Why don't you call)
Why don't you call me?
Why, why don't you call me?
Why, why don't you call me?
Core-shame 'cause I was always in trouble
And they're so possessive of their waste plans
Nobody can chase a ball
Nobody welcome at all
If they won't stay dead it's not your fault
She's a lot, the girl is hot
Lady on the cusp of all extremes
Looking for new ways to be a scream
I see you, baby
We walk the lands with the peace cobra
Go hand in hand from our highest selves, and
I stay fateful, will you stay true
I see you, baby
She's hot, the girl is a lot
Lady on the cusp of all extremes
And we walk the lands with the peace cobra
Hand in hand with our highest selves
I see you, baby
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