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killing me faster
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(Gatsby believed in the green light)
I didn't know you were recording
Could you send it to me after?
I'll delete it in the morning
It's ki-ki-ki-ki-killing me
It's 'cause I was overthinking
And afraid of what I'd let slip
If I didn't keep on drinking
(The thing about me is)
I'm not above begging, I'm not above caps
My friends say I'm pathetic, I wear it like a badge
I don't think they get it, get how I'm down bad
Too bad I never said it, too bad I know better, yeah
I don't have time for the slow burn
Can't we just skip to the part where you leave?
I'm picking up signs 'cause I don't learn
It's killing me
It's ki-ki-ki-ki-killing me
I don't have time for the heart break
I already know that I'm ending up last
So can't we get it over with
I'm telling you my only wish
That you were killing me faster
(I couldn't care less about the parties)
When you laugh it's like a headshot
Mom, get the camera
Dig my own grave, hit the bedrock
It's ki-ki-ki-ki-killing me
Bump my shoulder and I'm out cold
I'm a hashtag easy target
Need some distance, maybe the South Pole
(The thing about me is)
I think I really like you
I wish I didn't but I like you
(Tomorrow, we will run faster)
I'm not above begging, I'm not above caps
My friends say I'm pathetic, I wear it like a badge
I don't think they get it, get how I'm down bad
Too bad I never said it, too bad I know better, yeah
I don't have time for the slow burn
Can't we just skip to the part where you leave?
I'm picking up signs 'cause I don't learn
It's killing me
It's ki-ki-ki-ki-killing me
I don't have time for the heart break
I already know that I'm ending up last
So can't we get it over with
I'm telling you my only wish
That you were killing me faster
Did Gatsby wish he was above it?
While chasing another man's wife?
Or did the green of the daisy he coveted
Paint over everything else in his life?
If desire's a sin then I'll hold back
Or else meet the Buchanans in hell
After all, what can you control if not yourself?
What can you control if not yourself?
What can you control if not yourself?
What can you control if not yourself?
What can you control
Gatsby believed in the green light
The orgastic future that, year by year, recedes before us
It eluded us then, but that's no matter
Tomorrow, we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther
And one fine morning
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