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EI am saBtisfiEed B EHiding in ouBr fErieBnd's apartment EOnly leavBing oEnceB a day ETo buy Bsome EgroBceries ADaylighDt, I'm so absent minded ANighttiDme meEetiBng EnewB anxieties ASo am ID erasing myself? AHope I'Dm notE erBasiEng Bmyself
CI guess it wBould D#be nice to E#give my heart to a god CBut whicDh one, Bwhich one do I choose? AAll the churDches filD#l with E#losers, psycho or confused CI just waDnt to hold the divi-i-i-i-ine in mi-i-i-i-ind CAnd forgeeeeeeeeeeeeetttttttttt AAll of the beauty’s wasted
ELet's faBll baEck to earth EandB doE soBmething pleasant AWe felDl back Ato earthD likeA grDavity's bitches A (16th note strums – that’s how I play it) (Physics makes us all its bitches)
CI guess it wBould D#be nice to E#help in your escape CFrom patDterns yBour parents designed AAll the paDrty peopD#le dancE#ing for the indie star CBut he'sD the woArst faker by far DBut in Cthe set, I forgeeeeeeeeeeettttttt AAll of the beauty's wasted
EI guess it woBuld bEe nBice EShow me that BthingEs cBan be nice EI guess it woBuld bEe nBice EShow me that BthingEs cBan be nice
AYou've got Dmy back in the city EYou've Bgot my back, 'cause I don't want to panic AYou've got Dmy back in the city EYou've Bgot my back, 'cause I don't want to panic