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I'd rather be
Alone in my bed
Alone in my head
Alone by myself
Beause I know I'm a mess
Everyone's strange!
I'm hiding my name
Cause I'm too afraid
Of the things I might say!
Me oh my...
I must've been high
Got a blood on my suit
Cause I hit that guy
Late last night in NYC out
Tryna find
The American Dream
Oh yeah!!
Kanye's in my head
Rock n' Roll is dead
Just like mama said
I'm not good at making friends
There I go again
Should've kept my ass in bed
Just like mama said
I'm not good at making friends
Why was there
A dress on my floor?
A hole in my door?
Somebody stole
My favorite pair of Tom Ford's
My soul is stained
I'm wicked and shamed
I'm a plane going down
In a hurricane
Me oh my...
I must've been high
Got a blood on my suit
Cause I hit that guy
Late last night in NYC out
Tryna find
The American Dream
Oh yeah!!
Kanye's in my head
Rock n' Roll is dead
Just like mama said
I'm not good at making friends
There I go again
Should've kept my ass in bed
Just like mama said
I'm not good at making friends
I live my life inside a video
I'll never be the real DiCaprio
I've got a side that no one knows
Knows
Knows
I live my life inside a video
I'm the new black but there's no funeral
I've got a side that no one knows
Knows
Knows
Kanye's in my head
Rock n' Roll is dead
Just like mama said
I'm not good at making friends
There I go again
Should've kept my ass in bed
Just like mama said
I'm not good at making friends
Kanye's in my head
Oh yeah
Rock n' Roll is dead
Just like mama said
I'm not good at making friends
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