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Mentally unstable dying angel
Can I be your temple?
I want to know lyrics you think of
When you’re rapping in the shower
The best things in life
Just really are not things
Good job you made your mother swear again
Inside her head
She can’t control your life, it’s you instead
You have your own existential dread
Existential dread

You got a slow car
That’s alright with me
Heading down to the ocean side
To get away from the government
Who is trying to make you feel insane
I’ll tell you what
We’re gonna get away and everything
Will feel okay
It’s gonna be a-okay baby

Where do I get me one of these
Self-esteem machines?
Seems like I misplaced mine
May I borrow one of yours please
Bro, am I simply asking far too much
Of you right now?
If so, no worries it’s fine, no prob
I’ll figure it out anyhow
I’m just a millennial clown inside this town
It feels pretty good sometimes
But then I’m down

You said “wow you must be fun at parties”
And I said “That’s not true”
I know you’re kidding
But I will tell you
I’m righteously aware of my insignificance
And I tend to think we don’t even really exist
We might not even exist
At least when we’re driving in your slow car
Forget it now, let’s love who we are

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from Smells Like Everyone's Watching, released February 26, 2021

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