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Apple Salad

from Every Day I'm Less Zen by Shutups

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“Apple Salad”

Who’s been calling me with blocked identity asking for a check never let me breath all I ever learned was how to wait my turn and I woke up dead asleep in a king bed on the street I hate this overplayed feeling of losing my brain I’ll try to explain I’ll clean off the apples throw the rest down the drain me with no self-esteem I’m forever sorry tell your mother it’s fine hanging out to dry nothing realized block me from the sun my baby eyes
Sancho found a turd pictures worth some words and I think I found the dream but it seems too cool for me now all of your friends they think I’m a loser cuz my Waldorf’s been washed clean but it makes me feel like things might be alright

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from Every Day I'm Less Zen, released July 12, 2019

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