Anesthesia, put your blanket over me
Make me dumb like a
As you wallow in
The state of our regrets
You call across
Parachute...
You shouldn't jump
Without a parachute
You shouldn't jump
Because i
I see you everywhere
You really get around
I'm not a liar
I
Here you come
I should run
Here you come
Yeah, I'm dumb
It's just
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