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quarterlife
02:55
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Do you think when I'm fifty two
I'll still wake up from dreams of you
Or could I get it over with
Before middle age, you'll be ancient myth
What a sweet quarterlife crisis
Nice and neat, no one will mind it
Heart skips a beat, you've gotta try this
Let me be your quarterlife crisis
We'll burn quick but the half-life's long
Traces stick after we are gone
Where we'll go we can't tell at all
Might as well take this time to fall
For a sweet quarterlife crisis
Nice and neat, no one will mind it
Heart skips a beat, you've gotta try this
Let me be your quarterlife crisis
It's not like I'm gonna buy a car
The worst you can do is break my heart
And shatter my self-worth on the way
Seems like a decent price to pay
For a sweet quarterlife crisis
It's incomplete, no one defined it
Heart skips a beat, you've gotta try this
Let me be your quarterlife crisis
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bad loser
02:34
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You've always been a bad loser
You're always changing the game
You're both beggar and chooser
You try to say I'm the same
I wish I was a bad loser
At least I would know when I was losing to you
But I've always been a late bruiser
Forgot how they got there by the time they turn blue
You've always been a good actor
Plenty of good faith to give
She is a master distractor
Bailing out ships with a sieve
And while I'm taking on water
She's making muffins in tins
And keeping the truth from her daughter
That in the end no one wins
I wish I was a bad loser
At least I would know when I was losing to you
But I've always been a late bruiser
Forgot how they got there by the time they turn blue
You've always been a bad loser
You're always changing the game
Throwing the match to confuse her
She can't see it's aflame
I wish I was a bad loser
At least I would know when I was losing to you
But I've always been a late bruiser
I know someone got me, I just can't recall who
I wish I was a bad loser
At least I would know what it was like to be you
But I've always been a late bruiser
Forgot how they got there by the time they turn blue
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act of god
02:48
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This is the act of god you put in your contract
I swear it's not the one that I prayed for
This is the act of god that finally makes contact
Not the one I fantasized you might perform
If I still can't tell you how I feel
Then what was god for
If I still can't tell you how I feel
I guess that's what god's for
This is the act of man that makes me surrender
I was freezing up just waiting for the winds
This is the prayer, the sign, so holy and tender
Only difference is you can't predict my sins
If I still can't tell you how I feel
Then what was god for?
If I still can't tell you how I feel
I guess that's what god's for
I guess god wants me to keep wanting
God wants me to keep wanting
God must want me to keep wanting you
If I still can't tell you how I feel
If I still can't tell you how I feel
If I still can't tell you how I feel
Then what was god for
Then what was god for
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Sofía Campoamor Brooklyn, New York
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