taking the high road, I’m high as fuckAnd these assholes

haven't seen you since the summerBut you feel just like

still here, still bringin' it to yaOhm, like BuddhaGood

when we're touchin' in the dark, can you feel it?I

watch and paper fanThrough the busy streets you held

I stutter when I told you to get away from

Oscar's, Emmy's, Tony'sPretty perfect plastic phoniesPrincesses and poofy dressesAfter

why don't you come over?You know it's after midnightYou

the middle of the nightI was staring at the

‘Wherever You Are’ is a song that is really relevant to

Let's go back to my houseIt's a mess but the sheet

boy crazy, I'm boy crazyCrazy boy, I'm so boy crazyI'm

so lucky I was jealousNow you're just another song

boyYou got a lot of nerveBuying me a drinkIn

dysfunctionalSo dysfunctionalSo feel like I'm tied up in

Don’t know what to do, what to say, sayStart to play,

hear your heart beat to the beat of the drumsOh,

a mad man's worldHappens every dayI don’t understandWhy the rules

with your paki selfAnd fat neck havin’ ass that you

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