Trapped in Dillard's

I'm passive to the point of giving up
 Don't have a shirt left clean enough to stumble out
 So I'm drifting by the woman in the clouds
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 Of the celebrity cologne
 But it won't work like that
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 Cause nothing works like that
 
 Nothing works like that
 
 Nothing works like
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 Now I've been trapped here in the mall for too long
 Between an exit and a pregnant ex love
 She's saying she believes in god again
 And it feels nice to think
 That someone's watching from above
 But it won't work like that
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 Cause nothing works like that
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 Nothing works like
 Nothing works like that