You could tell me
Shh, no, no, no
I could tell you
Ooh, you're feeling sorry for yourself
You think you got the weight of the world
But the world don't wait for you
No, ain't nobody seen you gone
Like a game of telephone
I know somebody got it wrong
Now that I'm human
You say that I'm in the way
I'm tryna broadcast every thing possible
To keep the pain away
But I repeat myself like history
Was a novelty
Yeah, I repeat myself like mysteries
Weren't lucid dreams
We're all writing our story
Ooh, you're feeling sorry for yourself
You think got the weight of the world
But the world don't wait for you
Ooh, no, ain't nobody seen you gone
Like a game of telephone
Just tell me what I gotta lose
You said it was a movie
I wanted nothing real
Or personal around me, ooh
I'm invested in that now
I hate the way it feels it's never fair
But I still wanna call it common ground
I got a spiel for everybody hurting me
Ooh, if I was lost in the woods
If I had a loss for the words
If I had peace with the worst
Ooh, then the gin wasn't strong enough
So you're saying that you're him
Might even take it on the chin
Just to lose it on a whim
We're all looking for glory
Ooh, you're feeling sorry for yourself
You know I hate to break the news
But the news might break itself
Ooh, no, ain't nobody seen you gone
Like a game of telephone
I know somebody got it wrong
Ooh, woah, feeling sorry for yourself
Hate to break the news
But the news might break itself
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