Tekst piosenki
Standing at the punch table swallowing punchcant pay attention to the sound of anyonea little more stupid, a little more scaredevery minute more unprepared I made a mistake in my life todayeverything I love gets lost in drawers I want to start over, I want to be winningway out of sync from the beginning I wanna hurry home to youput on a slow, dumb show for youand crack you upso you can put a blue ribbon on my braingod Im very, very frightening Ill overdo it Looking for somewhere to stand and stay I leaned on the wall and the wall leaned away Can I get a minute of not being nervousand not thinking of my dick My leg is sparkles, my leg is pins I better get my shit together, better gather my shit in You could drive a car through my head in five minutesfrom one side of it to the other I wanna hurry home to youput on a slow, dumb show for youand crack you upso you can put a blue ribbon on my braingod Im very, very frightening Ill overdo it You know I dreamed about youfor twenty-nine years before I saw you You know I dreamed about you I missed you forfor twenty-nine years You know I dreamed about youfor twenty-nine years before I saw you You know I dreamed about you I missed you forfor twenty-nine years

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