| «Yo I feel kinda weird, do you think we can go?»
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| So I ran to my car, and I got out my phone
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| And I called up my mom, and she said to come home
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| So I ran in your house, and I left them a note
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| On the drive, you got sick, started spilling your guts
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| About how you feel sick, and you always feel nuts
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| And the trees started talkin' and sighed at your head
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| And they say that you’re stupid, and you’re better off dead
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| And I ran to the store, and I bought condoms
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| So I could be your next good problem
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| And the call, well it came, while I’m sittin' in class
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| You said, «Nick, it’s a (haaa), and I don’t think we’ll last»
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| So I drove to your house, and I cuddled you up
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| And you say that your body is never enough
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| And my mom and my dad, well they never found out
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| I’m afraid to admit what this song is about
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| But the angels sing, and the Devil danced
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| In the bloody rain, where the turtle asked
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| If it’s finally safe for me to come out
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| I’m a turtle shell, I’m a hollowed self
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| And the angels sing, and the Devil danced
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| In the bloody rain, where the turtle asked
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| If it’s finally safe for me to come out
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| I’m a turtle shell, I’m a hollowed self
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| And there are easier ways to stay awake
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| But I know who you are
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| And there are easier ways to break a heart
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| But I tear body and soul apart
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| And there are easier ways to stay awake, oh
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| But I know who you are, woah-oh
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| And there are easier ways to break a heart
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| But I tear body and soul apart
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| Wah-oooh, wah-oooh
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| Wah-oooh, wah-oooh
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| Wah-oooh, wah-oooh
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| Wah-oooh |