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Nice day outside I've got shivers down my spine
I've changed my mind, I'm staying in
Ten, Nine, Eight little ducks are swimming in a line
I'll never make it on my own, a new obsession every week
I'll never make it on my own, nothing sticks to me
[?] growing on my skin I gotta live with it
High tide all over again my body [?] these waves are lapping at my feet with little bits of concrete
I'm shattering
I'll never make it on my own, a new obsession every week
I'll nevеr make it on my own, nothing sticks to me
Their just scattеring the ashes
Their just scattering the ashes
I'll never make it on my own, a new obsession every week
I'll never make it on my own, nothing sticks to me
I'll never make it on my own, this poison runs too deep
I'll never make it on my own, you'll get sick of me
Their just scattering the ashes
Their just scattering the ashes
