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MY POOR BRAIN

Real life is so hard

We hide in the stars

Thats where our heads are

My head and you heart

CHORUS

This is a black out

Don't let it go to waist

THis is a black out

I want to detonate

When you are so far

I'm falling apart

Lose all my sonar

You jam my radar

repeat chorus

Some times i feel i'm getting stuck

Between the handshake and the fuck

You've got me on gaurd

I've got my head start

My head and your heart

The same in the stars

repeat chorus

Sometimes i wish that i could change

I can't save you from my poor brain, brain, brain, brain

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