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Wake up, your mother is calling Wake up, your record is broken Wake up, your band is rehearsing Wake up, your name is unspoken I'm like a monster, I'm all up in the cut I spit diamonds, y'all rough, surf's up I hang ten when I go back to the future and I start again Y'all sheepish, I be the shepherd I'm gonna take you to the spot, leopard Why can't it be easy to assuage you I'm 1997 in this bitch gonna page you I'm trying to wake up, I can't breathe Something pressing down on my chest when I'm trying to rest It's either or, one, two, three, four You hear a knock coming from the basement door When you're on the fourth floor and it shouldn't be there, should it Nah Oh, I don't mind it Wishing it all away Oh, I don't mind it Wishing it all away Wake up, your baby is crying Wake up, your monster is near Wake up, your cup's overflowing Wake up, the future is here Your mind is revolting, your body is tingling Your chickens are molting, your house guests are mingling The army is calling, the police are here The field man is stirring, the neighbors are fleeing The monster can smell you, the wolf's in your bed It's all in your head Oh, I don't mind it Wishing it all away I'm in the cut like origami when you call me mommy Y'all be salty, salami I'm overextended, going round the bend When my future self comes back and she tells me how it ends, uh I'm on facetime, double chin, I go through spacetime and try again, uh There's no angle, I'm trying to explain the pain So take my body, take my heart, throw my brain away It's soft tissue, I feel your heartbeat I'm gonna miss you, sitting in your car seat Stupid flow, I gotta go I'm gonna make a sandwich, see you at home Caesar salad, no croutons, I go to work with my steel toe boots on Parmesan, creamy dressing Camfam, seven pound blessing
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