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Well, everything I say is so wrong
Like the smoke coming out of my bong
And I don't know, where do I belong?
When all of my ambitions are gone
And every little thing means so much to me
And every little thing tastes like a dream
And every girl I see thinks that I am crazy
But I hope you know that I'm not
Everything I say is so weird
My breath, it always reeks of your tears
And they say that I'm too immature
And God knows that it's only getting worse
And every little thing means so much to me
And every little thing tastes like a dream
And every girl I see thinks that I am crazy
But I hope you know that I'm not