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yes chef - bank account lyrics

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burned coffee on the day i knew
your texts would come in twos
and the world is burning on the news

i will die in this waiting room
i will die in this waiting room

there’s oil on my shoes
there’s poison in my food
on the day that i finally knew
i knew that i love you
i knew that i love you
fear of something new
the clock hits half+past two
the sound of the sun in an empty room

i will die in this waiting room
make a change for yourself and let it stick
i know we called it quits
but we will take that trip

and we will hike the western mountains
and sail the world on a ship
or i will die in this waiting room

i can’t sit down
just pace around
my bank account had just run out

i can’t sit down
just pace around
my bank account it had just run out

i can’t sit down
my bank account it had just run out
how will i pay for this?
how will i pay for this?
i am the oil in your water
i am the black inside your primer
i am the rain on all your sundays
i am half+smoked left in your ash tray

make a change for yourself and let it stick
i know we called it quits
but we will take that trip

and we will hike the western mountains
and sail the world on a ship
or i will die in this waiting room

i can’t sit down
my bank account it had just run out

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