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Lyrics

I might not earn it but it's what I deserve.
I married hours into dusty papers.
My friends in ink defend the way I think.

Your civil servant I'm not civil to serve.
My rival head is out but I'm the loser.
Keep on screaming till you say what you think.

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"Close your lips, stop when you're ahead,
'Cuz I've heard your stories I have heard them all,
And there's no, no need, no need for excuses
When I've heard your stories I have heard them all."

You lust for anywhere that's not your home.
It's been awhile since you leapt from the throne,
I hear something, this street is quivering.

It sounds like bodies learning bodies for sure.
It sounds like us back in the basement after
The liquid-loving judgement, and our troubles.

"Close your lips, stop when you're ahead,
'Cuz I've heard your stories I have heard them all,
And there's no, no need, no need for excuses
When I've heard your stories I have heard them all."

Wait, you say, you lost yourself.
You want to know why?
You don't know anything!
We don't need anything!

Writer(s): Alex James Beckmann, Austin Lee Mendenhall, Brian Grayson Sanders, Jason Matthew Goodman, Calvin Hunting Pia

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