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I got a handle on it, I got a handle on it
I got a handle on it, I got a handle on it
You said waste your time, but don't do it without me
That's some sound advice
I was drunk on Elvis cole, pumping Sin Dog Jelly Roll
I was falling towards the hole but it's ok I got a handle on it
I got a handle on it, I got a handle on it
I got a handle on it, I got a handle on it
You're a funny boy, with a funny face
That deserves a smile
As we spun out of control, and we knew we'd do it all
I rewound the jelly roll
To replay side b, I got a handle on me
Should have left that shit at home
It makes me feel alone
But then you would have stayed home too
And I've got a thing for you
And you've got a thing for me, watching fireworks by the sea
Finding balance on your knees as I'm watching you go down on me
Can we fix our face, in a darkened place
So we look like junkies
It's not being vain it's just staying sane
And I've lost my keys
We could roll around some more, find some secrets on the floor
Turn our troubles into more
Get our inspiration back, all the art that our lives lack
'til we do this shit, I got a handle on it.
I got a handle on it, I got a handle on it  I got a handle on it, I got a handle on it  You said waste your time, but don't do it without me  That's some sound advice  I was drunk on Elvis cole, pumping Sin Dog Jelly Roll  I was falling towards the hole but it's ok I got a handle on it  I got a handle on it, I got a handle on it  I got a handle on it, I got a handle on it  You're a funny boy, with a funny face  That deserves a smile  As we spun out of control, and we knew we'd do it all  I rewound the jelly roll  To replay side b, I got a handle on me  Should have left that shit at home  It makes me feel alone  But then you would have stayed home too  And I've got a thing for you  And you've got a thing for me, watching fireworks by the sea  Finding balance on your knees as I'm watching you go down on me  Can we fix our face, in a darkened place  So we look like junkies  It's not being vain it's just staying sane  And I've lost my keys  We could roll around some more, find some secrets on the floor  Turn our troubles into more  Get our inspiration back, all the art that our lives lack  'til we do this shit, I got a handle on it.
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