Hating Lyrics

We keep our heads down just on separate streets, In different bedrooms under separate sheets. with different headphones, we nod our heads to same beats. Sink into different poets till the words give you the creeps. Because the truth is it's all been getting to me. It's just a little to uncanny for me to believe. So just keep writing the same songs, send them all to me and i'll keep walking around this town with my heart on my sleeve. Someday some way we'll make this end. This is the fourth time that I have been here today. Head stuck in the clouds searching for something to say. We're living parallel lives just under different names. You just pick up all the bad habits I have learned to evade. This is the one, two three, fourth time that i've been here today. Eyes glued to the ground searching for something to say. Just give him four more lines, yeah than he'll be okay, fucked and numb to the world, but yeah who isn't today.

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