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fever dream
the spirit of the beehive
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I am special, I'm a special guy
Tiny feelings, tiny impulses
Kind of worthless how the time does fly
When every hour I've watched you sit and cry
I was placing orders like a weekend warrior
I was worried when you wouldn't pick up the phone
Sitting up in bed spitting all over myself
No tone in my head, my head
I was placing orders like a weekend warrior
I was worried when you wouldn't pick up the phone
Sitting up in bed spitting all over myself
No tone in my head, my head
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I've committed many heinous acts
I have pondered what it would be like
To have murdered all my closest friends
I deserve you, you deserve the truth
Girls they are so fragile, they don't know what I mean
They don't know what it's like when I shoot up my feelings
Life will take you over, so I push it aside
I don't want to live, I don't want to die
I can sit inside and ponder what it was like
When I was seventeen and I didn't need this
But I was never fragile, I was never aware
The tone in my head, my head
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So when you're sleeping in the summer heat
I hope you're dreaming, and you dream of me
And all you're dreaming becomes a fever scene
Until you're screaming to get out that dream
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