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washer - bass 2 lyrics

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[verse 1]
closet sluggard, jack of all trades
i’ll do everything so it goes my way
and never finish
throw it up on a shelf
right there next to everything i call myself

[chorus 1]
and every other month i bring it down
to try to sit and focus
and fill my notebook with lofty hocus pocus
but fall asleep

[verse 2]
wake up and waste the day
fantasize my life in someone else’s place
but i bare witness
to a lack of strength
an inability to enact real change

[chorus 2]
so every other month i bring me down
to wallow and be selfish
these altеrnate states
have got mе feeling bogus
i’ll go to sleep
wait
[bridge]
what do i stand to gain?
a semblance of some purpose
though i feel insane
in body and in brain
a semblance of some purpose
carve out a custom sp+ce
to fit you fall from grave
a semblance of purpose

[chorus 3]
so every other month i bring me down
to try to sit and focus
and fill my body numb
with the standard poison
to fall asleep



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