Thinking of you is like sleeping in my childhood room after I moved out
When I left did you wash your sheets
Did you hate to smell me
You said selfishness is necessary for self preservation
Your personal vindication
Shopping for groceries you apologize for being so mundane
It's my favorite thing when it's with you
None of your friends know who I am
You let go of my hand when we met up with them
When the insomnia keeps you from sleep would you hate to think of me
Your costume's Halloween and the substance is your scene
Drink your way out of the machine
You are obsolete unclean
You're a Skymall magazine
A slave to fading dopamine
Composed of all of your failed dreams
You will never be happy
You're a Skymall magazine
You said selfishness is necessary for self preservation
Your personal vindication
Palette Knife - Venmo Still Thinks We're Friends Pt. 2 Lyrics
Palette Knife - Venmo Still Thinks We're Friends Pt. 2 Lyrics
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Thinking of you is like sleeping in my childhood room after I moved out
When I left did you wash your sheets
Did you hate to smell me
You said selfishness is necessary for self preservation
Your personal vindication
Shopping for groceries you apologize for being so mundane
It's my favorite thing when it's with you
None of your friends know who I am
You let go of my hand when we met up with them
When the insomnia keeps you from sleep would you hate to think of me
Your costume's Halloween and the substance is your scene
Drink your way out of the machine
You are obsolete unclean
You're a Skymall magazine
A slave to fading dopamine
Composed of all of your failed dreams
You will never be happy
You're a Skymall magazine
You said selfishness is necessary for self preservation
Your personal vindication
When I left did you wash your sheets
Did you hate to smell me
You said selfishness is necessary for self preservation
Your personal vindication
Shopping for groceries you apologize for being so mundane
It's my favorite thing when it's with you
None of your friends know who I am
You let go of my hand when we met up with them
When the insomnia keeps you from sleep would you hate to think of me
Your costume's Halloween and the substance is your scene
Drink your way out of the machine
You are obsolete unclean
You're a Skymall magazine
A slave to fading dopamine
Composed of all of your failed dreams
You will never be happy
You're a Skymall magazine
You said selfishness is necessary for self preservation
Your personal vindication
Writer: Alec Licata
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid