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you've been in my nightmares.
what do you know?
it wasn't that easy watching you go.
and mostly, i'm fighting invisible things.
the enemy general pulling the enemy strings.
i'm just a house; i'm just a cow
swirling around in this tornado.
what's a tornado?
and what do you do?
when you're not in love,
you're not in luck,
you're not in style,
you're not in time—
what do you do?
don't feel ashamed
if you're falling behind in the game.
it's just chess. it's just poker. it's just twister.
i'm always surrounded by beautiful things.
sometimes i get jealous
and i wanna just cave 'em all in.
and i try not to worry too much of the time
watching these assholes trying to cut me in line.
but they're just a dot
right next to a dot, in front of a dot, times ten times infinity—
what's an infinity?
and what do you do?
when you're not in love,
you're not in luck,
you're not in style,
you're not in time—
what do you do?
don't feel ashamed
if you're falling behind in the game.
it's just chess. it's just poker. it's just twister.
my late great youth, watch over me.
the late great truth, wash over me.
my late great youth, watch over me.
the late great truth, wash over me.
what do you know?
it wasn't that easy watching you go.
and mostly, i'm fighting invisible things.
the enemy general pulling the enemy strings.
i'm just a house; i'm just a cow
swirling around in this tornado.
what's a tornado?
and what do you do?
when you're not in love,
you're not in luck,
you're not in style,
you're not in time—
what do you do?
don't feel ashamed
if you're falling behind in the game.
it's just chess. it's just poker. it's just twister.
i'm always surrounded by beautiful things.
sometimes i get jealous
and i wanna just cave 'em all in.
and i try not to worry too much of the time
watching these assholes trying to cut me in line.
but they're just a dot
right next to a dot, in front of a dot, times ten times infinity—
what's an infinity?
and what do you do?
when you're not in love,
you're not in luck,
you're not in style,
you're not in time—
what do you do?
don't feel ashamed
if you're falling behind in the game.
it's just chess. it's just poker. it's just twister.
my late great youth, watch over me.
the late great truth, wash over me.
my late great youth, watch over me.
the late great truth, wash over me.
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