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du blonde - dollar coffee lyrics

i’d walk a mile in slides to make it to the kwik+e+mart and
time for the rush towards the dollar coffee
yeah, i’m smarting hard
the caffeine in my blood stream
make my pores all scream
(i’m always waiting for a shark attack at the bottom of a hot tub bleeding)

i take a minute in the morning right before i lose it
yeah, just a second to decide just how i’ll abuse it
please, don’t tell me i’m a bad man
i already know that
(i’m just saying, it’s a long way down from the top so, like, why are we trying?)

you like to tell me it’s a common exchange
you’re electric and you’re frying my brain
but baby if you figure it out, give me a taste

i made a spreadsheet of my mistakes and i’ll colour+code it
each cell by genre, life or love
each time my banks erode
and i’m not cut out for the real world, not even a real girl
(i just came out like this, what you gonna do? can’t send me back!)

i’m up at 9 and then i’m fading hard by 12.15
i’m taking a look inside
to you i’ve always been a queen
but i can’t even read the clock right
still fighting the good fight
(what time is it? do you, like, even know how to read this thing?)
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
you like to tell me it’s a common exchange
you’re electric and you’re frying my brain
but baby if you figure it out, give me a taste
(ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

i figured i would die alone
but babe you got here right on time
hold my hand
pick my thoughts just like a grape pulled from the vine
i could still like this for a long time baby
i’m already fighting for the trust you gave me
i might be sick in the head but i love the way you play me

i thought that life was just a storybook that i was reading
i never thought about the rent, the taxes, monthly bleeding
days just caught up in the rat race
coming in a fair place

i spend an hour in my towel every time i shower
like i’m a baby, pink and steamin’
ready to devour
fade, right there on the tiled floor
screaming “what’s it all for?”
what the f+ck’s it for?

you like to tell me it’s a common exchange
you’re electric and you’re frying my brain
you made me promise that i’d never explain all the chaos, all the heat and the pain
but i’m left standing with my face to the rain
praying hard i never see you again
but baby if you figure it out, give me a taste

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