All Wordz Are Made Up

(One, two, three)
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 No one will care about this in ten years
 Suicide envy, pink ocean of tears
 Mail-drop at Wall Street
 It's up to their ears
 (It grew)
 In my mind
 I get up, and I try, it's not that hard
 Holding you to those standards, they're just too high
 I don't want everything, or understand anything
 I don't know, ta-da-da, ta-da-da
 I don't know, ta-da-da, ta-da-da
 I don't know, ta-da-da, ta-da-da
 I'll be there, be okay
 What's your name?
 I get up, and I said that it's not my fault
 Hiding in my will, I wanted the dough
 I get up, and I try, it's not that hard (or understand anything)
 Waiting in the basement and chasing on the better side
 Throwing and we're going there soon and with you
 Waiting in the basement and chasing on the better side
 Throwing and we're going there soon, and
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 In my mind
 I get up, and I try, it's not that hard
 Holding you to those standards, they're just too high
 I get up, and I try, it's not that hard
 I don't want everything
 What's your name?
 I said everybody will never know again
 Took the fall now, I said it's never for ya
 Waiting in the basement and chasing on the better side
 Throwing and we're going there soon and with you
 I said everybody will never know again
 Took the fall now, I said it's never for ya