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In your little white chair
nobody cares for you
You're so fucked up

You laugh at in the pouring rain
And try to tell yourself you're not
You fool, I hate you

Hey, you know it ain't
That lost in place
It's drippin' off your
And you're losin' your mind

me a postcard if you get that far
You got a couple pennies in your jar
The you've been gone for a while

And hard lookin' at you when you look that way
With your one night stands and your all days
Ooh, such a slut sometimes

Hey, you know it coincidental
you're lost in place
It's drippin' off your
And you're your precious mind

losing your mind
You're losing your
You're your mind

I said, "You're losing your
You're losing your
losing your mind"

I said, "You're losing mind
You're losing mind
You're losing mind"

I said, "You're your mind
losing your mind
You're your mind"