LYRIC
Hasn’t caught a thing yet
Twenty dollars in souvenirs
Anything’s worth trying [Verse 2: Julien Baker] To stay out of your nightmares
Few hours in your dreams last night
Always end up dying
You said because of course I did [Verse 3: Phoebe Bridgers] Always managed to move in
Right next to the cemeteries
And never far from hospitals
I don’t know what that tells you about me
Pulling thorns out of my paper
Working midnight surgery
When I cut a hole into my skull
Do you hate what you see?
Like I do
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