Bad Luck
Enter through the door
c pity even more
It's all a good
cnd proven pretend
Much too much cologne
Secrets from your tone
I know too much
Shit, i know enough
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If i were to talk
Tell me come again
However you're right
I must be wrong then
Blind but blending in
Made into a thing
Mingle with madness
For the sake of it
——
(cause i'm )
Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low
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Mature for being dumb
Grasping for your thumb
Spelling it wrong
This new face of you
Noble fellow man
Leave what you might add
Standing too heavy
On your sore foot
——
(cause i'm )
Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low
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cnd if it comes around
Nothing makes me fit
cnd if i'll stick around
I'll be (kind of) sick of it
cnd if only i'll go out
Have a think about it
I promise i'll be fine
I can live with it