| Time, time, time, time, time, time, time
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| Time, time, time, time, time, time, time
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| Tyler Durden Flex
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| So in my head that I forget what’s wrong
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| Yeah, yeah (yeah)
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| Sky high on a jet
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| Blowing up while I pretend I’m calm
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Say I make mistakes too often
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| Bringing Camp Ivanhoe problems
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| Got Suzie in the closet
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| Knew she missed my correspondence
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| And I’m breathing to a track now
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| With my heartbeat in the background
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| And my kitchen flooded with tears that she cried
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| Seen you laughing from the next house
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| You level me out
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| It feels good like I pinch myself
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| I talk so much, I don’t know much else
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| Than what I’ve seen I guess you can tell
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| Say fuck this bro, I’m leaving for now
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| Went back two times, felt like I punched myself
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| I don’t want your sympathy but I need your help
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| Telling stories that I don’t even believe myself
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| Tyler Durden Flex
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| So in my head that I forget what’s wrong
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| Yeah, yeah (yeah)
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| Sky high on a jet
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| Blowing up while I pretend I’m calm
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Breathing in a coffin
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| In time for my post mortem
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| I take outrageous risks but
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| The cause of death was boredom
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| Sadly I’m out of time now
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| My vision is distorted
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| But I know that I will wake up
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| And you’ll be there in the morning
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| That’s when it goes south
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| Real cause of death was shortness of breath
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| I still get upset she blue ticks my texts
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| On the quest for my self respect
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| But I still love to go wild
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| That’s why I sleep with you on my chest
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| You the only one that’s gon' be with me in this mess
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| 'Cause every day we do shit that I won’t forget
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| Tyler Durden Flex
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| So in my head that I forget what’s wrong
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| Yeah, yeah (yeah)
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| Sky high on a jet
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| Blowing up while I pretend I’m calm
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| Yeah, yeah |