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happy birthday mr. baskets - everybody’s gone again lyrics

[intro]
addicted to the feeling of everything going wrong
’cause a natural disaster can’t be my fault
can it? can’t stand it
packing up my bags before i’m dropping off the planet

[verse 1]
step into the free fall, we all tend to cling to the things we bring to the table
sing when i’m able, write ’til i can’t take back what i said, what i meant, is it painful?
take a step back, take a look at the page ’til
everything’s right again, write it in
if i don’t convey what i meant to say, i’ll try again

[pre+chorus]
struggle so much just to do so little
store fresh dreams in a worn+out pillow
starting in the middle, parting where the story ends
more begins
getting what you want just makes you bored again

struggle so much just to do so little
store fresh dreams in a worn+out pillow
starting in the middle, parting where the story ends
more begins
getting what you want just makes you bored again
[verse 2]
put pen to the paper, why is it paper?
so much to pay for
take what i made, not like i’m gonna need groceries later
just eat vapor
maybe break each pill into eighths, or do me a favor
just ignore me breaking away for a moment, whenever someone says “hey there”

so much for the good times
wish that i could find any motivation at all to be on time
tell me it’s alright
or i’d take just knowing the growing disaster will be fine
eventually, starving for attention
we die every day, succumbing to the entropy

[chorus]
knock on the door to find out everybody’s gone again
just left here standing, watching everything go wrong again
until somebody offers up a solution for just a hundred dollars
do i look like somebody with more than twenty bucks to spend?

everybody’s gone again
just left here standing, watching everything go wrong again
until somebody offers up a solution for just a hundred dollars
do i look like somebody with even twenty bucks to spend?
everybody’s gone again (struggle so much just to do so little)
just left here standing, watching everything go wrong again (store fresh dreams in a worn+out pillow)
until somebody offers up a solution for just a hundred dollars (starting in the middle, parting where the story ends)
do i look like+ (more begins)

[spoken word sample]
(good grief!)

- happy birthday mr baskets lyrics

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