I agree disgree and I know this
I agree disgree and
All I need is the color underneath me
I see it
I'm so lonely I could die
Stab in antennas in my
(This is a journey into sound)
Summer days that come to
Because your Color Don't Change, Color Don't Change
Your Color Don't
Forget about me for a hundred million years
Forget about me
Every time you go away
You kind of seem to change
Always
Take me take me like I'm Indonesia
Stars that see you
Love all of my little flaws
Love how I'm so incomplete
Bomb
Yeah wanna get me out, wanna get me out
You got
I started singing it's a terrible thing...
I need a mouth
Bend the beauty in me
Make love to machines
It helps me
Poor little thing how are you?
I can't break out of
Oh life is cruel
Like a bee with no honey to
It's not a problem that you need to believe
But don't
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