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lauyl sulfate + her ladies of leisure - probably sisters lyrics

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{verse 1}

well, like
everybody’s talking
cuz they like the din
so every time it ends
they start it over again you can
collect friends
like bowling pins and
you can drop the claws
but you can never win
all the buzzing in your head
has got you wondering
but like, wondering’s hard
with all this babbling
cuz you’re too strung out
and you’re spread too thin
and the f+ckery
never seems to end, it’s like

{pre chorus}
stalking thru the room
with your frowny face
you wanna make moves
but you can’t keep the pace
and it could’ve been you
but you don’t have the grace
and it could’ve been cool
but you’re out of the race
you could’ve been floating
in outer sp+ce
but your mojo bounced
without leaving a trace
and they’re leaving this plane
tryin’ to pixelate
cuz everything’s greener
in virtual sp+ce

{chorus}
you wanna tag her in the story if she‘s cool with that
hopin’ to blow up when they show up in the photograph
probably sisters but they missed ya with that instafame
your fifteen minute eclipse
hope they remember your name

(spoken)
well, who you tryna trick with that kung+fu grip?
(hope they remember your name)
i don’t give a sh+t, cuz i ain’t that hip
(hope they remember your name)

okay…

{verse 2}
and if everybody’s cool then
n0body’s cool
but like i don’t even care
cuz i’m n0body’s fool
the limit of time
is the limit of you
but it’s the limit of your mind
that’ll limit ur view
and i don’t even know
what the h+ll is the point
u can light up the room
or u can light up a joint and
u can say f+ck it
come kick it with me
cuz i don’t have anyplace i have to be

pre chorus 2:
you could go far
on a shooting star, but
you can go even farther
with the sh+t you start and
everybody’s in the crowd
but six feet apart
and i dunno what u like
but i know that it’s art
coda vox:
we’re all just trying to wake up baby (um, ok)
what is this but a dream?
(you could go far on a shooting star)
you’re gearing up for a break down, baby
your life is too extreme

chorus:
you wanna tag her in the story if she’s cool with that
hopin’ to blow up when they show up in the photograph
probably sisters but they missed ya with that instafame
your fifteen minute eclipse
hope they remember your name
(if everybody’s coo,l then n0body’s cool)

the clock is running b+tch, you’d better get your lipstick on
got sh+t to say (what?) but they ain’t never gonna cl!ck this song
without a hit, how will they know it when you’re dead and gone?
you’re such a hypocrite
(you’re such a hypocrite)
they won’t remember your name

- lauyl sulfate her ladies of leisure lyrics

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