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there's rules to writing english, jack
you remind me in the most vivid way
you manifest in my waking eyes
at a pitch, i can see you, so brilliant
the thought i had when i fell asleep
subconscious studies and fragments it
into a million crystallised bits
they swing
got to got to got to got to go
she swings
don't take that sinking so personally, bub
look at your body in the bathroom mirror
eventually you'll end up giving yourself the finger
so you suck, you don't matter a flying fuck?
the thought i had when i fell asleep
subconscious studies and fragments it
into a million crystallised bits
she swings
got to got to got to got to -
gumption, you get it
gumption, you get it
gumption, you get it, do you?
gumption, you get it, do you?
what'd she say? no, i want to know..
you are my speeding ticket
i'm not so sure, are you go to go?
you are my speeding ticket
what'd he say? yeah, i want to know..
you are my speeding ticket
i'm not so sure, are you good to go?
you thought you were a little ticket
you thought you were a little..
i've learned the rules to writing english, jackie boy
i've wrote you a ticket
with a pitch, with the bitch, we've got a glitchy stitch
it is frozen introspective
subconscious study fragments it
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