All the kids I used to spend my time with but now can't stand
Seem to be dying of natural causes, please
(Of natural causes)
And I could reach my arms out with my two hands
In the middle of a crowded room, and not touch anyone
Someone talk to me
We are so cult
We are so underground
Developed in small rooms
Speak up loudly, now
And when I call, and I will call
Make sure you throw your phone
As hard as you can at the wall
Like my wisdom teeth, all my friends want out
I look nervous, and I should
It's gonna hurt more than we had planned
As I spit blood out of my mouth
It was nice when I woke up
But then the clouds came down like pain
But it isn't all that bad
The desert could use the rain
Seem to be dying of natural causes, please
(Of natural causes)
And I could reach my arms out with my two hands
In the middle of a crowded room, and not touch anyone
Someone talk to me
We are so cult
We are so underground
Developed in small rooms
Speak up loudly, now
And when I call, and I will call
Make sure you throw your phone
As hard as you can at the wall
Like my wisdom teeth, all my friends want out
I look nervous, and I should
It's gonna hurt more than we had planned
As I spit blood out of my mouth
It was nice when I woke up
But then the clouds came down like pain
But it isn't all that bad
The desert could use the rain
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