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Ima call you up on it, I want to
You tried snitchin all of us, you lied too
Make an iron platter in my car crash
Eat my dinner it is on the tarmac
Put the pictures in my hand
Put the pictures in my hand
No more fingers in the sand
Cos i see it in my head yeah
I dont feel real
Glass my face and turn around
Ring a ring a rose
Bluebell on your collar yeah
I dont wanna be a part of it
I dont feel im a part of it
Ima call you up on it, I want to
You tried snitchin all of us, you lied too
Make an iron platter in my car crash
Eat my dinner it is on the tarmac
Put the pictures in my hand
Put the pictures in my hand
No more fingers in the sand
Cos i see it in my head yeah
I dont feel real
Glass my face and turn around
Ring a ring a rose
Bluebell on your collar yeah
I dont wanna be a part of it
I dont feel im a part of it
Ima call you up on it, I
Ima call you up on it, I
Ima call you up on it, I
Ima call you
Ima call you
Ima call you up on it, I want to
You tried snitchin all of us, you lied too
Make an iron platter in my car crash
Eat my dinner it is on the tarmac
Yeah take it take it
Go on go on
I got the first instinct
We're captured
They can hear us
So undefinable
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