I went out buying bread
I’m so behind on messages
I listen to a lunatic, his views are somewhere
In the millions
My headphones don’t plug into this
Light brown paper packages
Are cluttering the stairs
It’s a bad, bad time but I could get used to it
It’s a one-course meal with no alternatives
It’s a thousand packs-a-day habit you can’t quit
smack the ruler on my wrist
repeat the joke again
i’m numbing from the medicine
a deafening ambulance
the homes are like hotels
a yuppie breakfast
the mural advertisements
a linebacker dies from his helmet
I’m screaming up a well
It’s a bad, bad time but I could get used to it
It’s a seven figure cover charge payment
you can try to put up points ‘till nobody wins
smack the ruler on my wrist
And the cop that Lana Del Rey took home
Has his own reality TV show
Now Normal Fuckin’ Rockwell feels strange
But I guess I’ll see how that record ages
In 18 months
And my brother has an American flag
He don’t think much of all the weight it has
And my neighbors wear it on all their clothes
They’re made where nobody dares to go
Where they make the phones
And they show what I’m thinking on Instagram
It’s a goddamn plan
You can’t untangle it, it’s too much
So just tie me up
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