phone - rat tally lyrics
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my phone is empty every morning like i’m just a memory
collectively shared by my friends on the other end of the country
ever day is just a bad re*run
and i’m just no fun
i’m still feeling blue
but i guess that’s what i’m used to
you don’t pick up at all
i’m sick to my stomach and hollowed
my sister said there’s always a way out
a hole in every plan that you might not want to patch up
and i’m still thinking about you
but i guess that’s what i’m used to
you don’t pick up at all
i’m sick to my stomach and hollowed
and i felt the strain
in the metal of my bed frame
and i’m still thinking about you
but i guess that’s what i’m used to
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