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Roadkill
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Phoebe Bridgers
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Well, I touch down and run to my connection Man in the gift shop called me a fag I feel up my tucked-up erection There's a pressure all over my head And I know this is how I get paid, but It's not really how I wanna get laid, so Hundred forty when I last got weighed And I'm gonna lose more by Saturday And they're playing your song on the radio station Mugging me off all across the nation If you don't eat, then you'll never grow I should've learnt that quite a while ago I know it gets hard sometimes Making out with people that you don't like I know you don't feel alright But you look just fine to me Well, I p*ssed myself on a Texan intersection With George spilling things all over his bag And I took sh*t for being quiet during the election And maybe that's fair, but I'm a busy guy I get stoned and go where I get paid, but It's not really how babies get made, so I'll take a minute when I think I won't die from stopping Oh, I'm just a busy guy And they're playing your song on the radio station Mugging me off all across the nation If you don't shoot, then you'll never know You should've learnt that quite a while ago I know it gets hard sometimes Taking out your sh*t on the ones you like You know, I didn't feel alright Until you spoke to me You, I've been waiting for you My whole life, waiting for you I've been waiting for you Well, I'm gonna get a gun but it's for my protection Or maybe I'll get myself a fun knife
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