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habberdash - hear you say lyrics

[verse 1]
grab a gl-ss, think it over
an inebriated diploma
there were weeks at a time when you wished you were sober
lost for words, find a fine line
search for points never made, dull the mind’s eye
see beyond what you thought and you’ll see you fought first

[pre-chorus]
well it feels like i can’t stop dreamin’
which is weird ’cause i’m never sleepin’
if you feel the same i wanna hear you say

[chorus 1]
say whoa, (whoa)
if your number is up
say whoa, (whoa)
if drinkin’ isn’t enough
say whoa, (whoa)
on the edge of the knife
i think i’m losin’ my mind

[verse 2]
yeah, what do i know?
just a mindless man with an ego
gazing out at the stars that are much more pleasin’
outta cl-ss, outta grace
outta hope, only soaked in a sea of hate
and if you feel the same i wanna hear you say
(it’s time to come and make a scene with me)

[chorus 2]
say whoa, (whoa)
if your number is up
say whoa, (whoa)
if drinkin’ isn’t enough
say whoa, (whoa)
on the edge of the knife
i think i’m losin’ my mind

say whoa, (whoa)
if there’s no one you trust
say whoa, (whoa)
yeah, they’re stealin’ from us
say whoa, (whoa)
if you’re not givin’ up
say whoa, (whoa)
whoa

[bridge: kriss stainton & hayden marshall]

sold, like a mult-tude of issues that are more or less of no interest, i just don’t know
how to make a conversation an entire nation won’t believe exists, and so
with a thought so complicated how do you expect to get respect, you just won’t show
any feeling or emotion with a notion that you think of all of us
(you don’t)

woo it’s a shock, a million volts
i need a doctor please someone check my pulse
’cause i’ve woke up, my head hurts, i can’t think straight
it’s like i’m trapped in a social media slave state
but don’t you ever dare tweet about me
“oh my god he’s so tall, he’s the guy to be!”
well uh uh girls guess what? i ain’t showered for weeks
come back to my place where grunge is the new chic
and we’ll just kick back and stare at our phones
we’re surrounded by people, but we’re so alone
man your eyes are so square you really made a box of ’em
let’s make a film about it, we can sell a box office
it’ll keep getting played over and over
it’s this whole industry mr cowell’s bent over
but he’ll keep doing it ’cause there’s money to make
and i don’t wanna be famous if i gotta be fake

(you don’t)

[chorus 2]
say whoa, (whoa)
if your number is up
say whoa, (whoa)
if drinkin’ isn’t enough
say whoa, (whoa)
on the edge of the knife
i think i’m losin’ my mind

say whoa, (whoa)
if there’s no one you trust
say whoa, (whoa)
yeah, they’re stealin’ from us
say whoa, (whoa)
if you’re not givin’ up
say whoa, (whoa)
whoa

[outro]
(you don’t)

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