Eight million conversations in my head
No, is what I say to you
I'm fine, I know
No pink chewable for this stomach
But misery loves
Misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Ten nights in my tent listening for your footsteps
In the desert air
Sleeping bag free falls through silence
Pebbles, please crash
Through misery loves
Misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Three red backpacks out the corner of my eye
It wasn't you, it wasn't you
It wasn't you, and if it were
Would I call out? How misery loves
How misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
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Eight million conversations in my head
No, is what I say to you
I'm fine, I know
No pink chewable for this stomach
But misery loves
Misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Ten nights in my tent listening for your footsteps
In the desert air
Sleeping bag free falls through silence
Pebbles, please crash
Through misery loves
Misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Three red backpacks out the corner of my eye
It wasn't you, it wasn't you
It wasn't you, and if it were
Would I call out? How misery loves
How misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
No, is what I say to you
I'm fine, I know
No pink chewable for this stomach
But misery loves
Misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Ten nights in my tent listening for your footsteps
In the desert air
Sleeping bag free falls through silence
Pebbles, please crash
Through misery loves
Misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Three red backpacks out the corner of my eye
It wasn't you, it wasn't you
It wasn't you, and if it were
Would I call out? How misery loves
How misery loves
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Com, com, com, company
Com, com, company
Writer: Jacob Eichenbaum-Pikser
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