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Don't believe anybody else fantasy falling for yourself I, I don't believe anything you like got to keep pulling at your life I, I I feel like I'm 18 with the bowls on the scene and the big poster wet dream wating for my by the way praying for a runaway I had songs in my throat I had the t.v. remote and when a box would come I could always ask for some lazy eyes would just slip out from their lids please don't tear off my head the things that I said only make me see god and if I keep calling from the back turn to see anybody crack I, I I got my knees stuck up in my head then you know all the things I said I, I