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So now you wear your hair like hers to try and get my attention.
and now you wave your success in my face to try and get me interested.
but you make me sick, you make me sick.
and now you follow me like my shadow in the heat just as pestering as the sun, but you and I we're two of a kind so I think you should leave me alone. leave me alone, leave me alone.

and I am as cold as the walls that surround me here.
and I am as old as the ground that swallows your friends.

so now you wear your hair like hers to try and get my attention.
and you've changed your style to try and match mine and be a part of my description, but I think you're pathetic. I think you're pathetic.

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from I Can Do Anything Because Nothing Is Real, released April 3, 2015

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