When you base your whole identity
On reaction against somebody
It’s the same as being in…
I tend to forget when I drink
I’m doing it again I think
A hand to hold; an ego to flatter
Cause you were the wine skin, I was the bladder
Time passes, events fall away
I don’t think they’ll hurry - hurry up
I’m blacking out, high on the vapor
Cos I was the typo, you were the Liquid Paper
Talk it over, talk it, overtalk it
The answer’s still the same
It’s discontent; humiliation
Cause you were the theme and I was the variation
TRY TO TAKE A LESS DRAMATIC COURSE OF ACTION
This attraction; introspection
Diction, Oo predilection
It’s breaking my heart again, breaking my heart again
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