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I'll just keep on stumbling
Right now it feels too humbling
To tell you what I want

And the cities feeling queer and crass
With beer cans growing blazing grass
To look like something new
Whoa-whoa-whoa

Oooh-oooh-oooh
Whoa-whoa-whoa

And I know that you love me
But I'm just too damn hungry
For loving that I don't need
And I know that you like my shoes

If you wish you could count for every inch
And every ounce of everything that you leak
And you'll die by the time you're thirty

Oooh-oooh-oooh
Whoa-whoa-whoa

Slithering snakes in garden rakes
Don't got what it takes
To give you what you need

Oooh-oooh-oooh
Whoa-whoa-whoa
Oooh-oooh-oooh
Oooh-oooh-oooh



Credits
Writer(s): Bradley James Goodman Oberhofer
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