I'm pretty good at feeling sorry for myself,
making up lives but nothing like, tangible,
daydreaming while watching the TV.
Intricate convos by myself to fall asleep.
But alas, none of them come true,
no car accidents, plane crashing, no six o'clock news.
Just me and my too far away TV.

You got a signal? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Bob, can you hear me?
Sorry, but it looks like we lost reception

Woah, tragedy's got my hard a beating
Woah, rethinking all my days,
Woah, tragedy's got my heart a screaming,
take them away, oh just take them away today.

Wait a minute, cause I've been living more like a fucking king without you
And i've been spending all your past dealings on a bunch of shit that I won't use.

Woah, tragedy's got my hard a beating
Woah, rethinking all my days,
Woah, tragedy's got my heart a screaming,
take them away, oh just take them away today.

Woah, tragedy's got my hard a beating
Woah, rethinking all my days,
Woah, tragedy's got my heart a screaming,
take them away, oh just take them away today.


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