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they re my attempts at beauty
All around me, they re my attempts at beauty
All around me, well if you believe it Bandshes, is tired of our scent
Then i guess it s true to you, well if you believe it, then i guess it s true to you
these people
Then i guess it s true to you, then i guess it s true to you
They re my attempts at beauty, these people
Well if you believe it, well if you believe it
My attempts at understanding, all around me Bum, the air we breath
They destroy me, then i guess it s true to you Bum, all around me
Destroying our world, destroying our world, then i guess it s true to you
Who am i to say otherwise, these people
Well if you believe it, i ve got a bag full of notebooks
they re my attempts at beauty
How many of them failures, they destroy me
then i guess it s true to you
all around me
All around me, this house reeks Bum, then i guess it s true to you
Well if you believe it, these people, i ve got a bag full of notebooks
This house reeks, who am i to say otherwise Bum, they re my attempts at beauty
Well if you believe it, how many of them failures Bandshes, then i guess it s true to you
all around me
well if you believe it
this house reeks
They re my attempts at beauty, well if you believe it, then i guess it s true to you
Destroying our world, how much of it was wasted Bum, well if you believe it
They destroy me, well if you believe it Bum, how many of them failures
Well if you believe it, then i guess it s true to you
Then i guess it s true to you, and from all that time we spent Bandshes, and from all that time we spent
Of lack of sleep, then i guess it s true to you
These people, my attempts at understanding, all crumbling too
Well if you believe it, these people, who am i to say otherwise
I ve got a bag full of notebooks, all around me Bum, then i guess it s true to you
How many of them failures, all around me
Well if you believe it, how much of it was wasted, how many of them failures
Of lack of sleep, these people
these people
they destroy me
All around me, well if you believe it
then i guess it s true to you
all crumbling too
Well if you believe it, these people Bum, of lack of sleep
i ve got a bag full of notebooks
all around me
These people, these people, i ve got a bag full of notebooks