Inside my head
No one else competes with me
I think I'm great
Got spirit tucked away inside
I know the ghosts of angel notes to kiss
Everything I sing is part of this
Got honey brushed across my lips
I know, I know, I know, I know
If you can call this luck
If you can call this luck
If you can miss this much
Eat my dust you insensitive fuck
Eat my dust you insensitive fuck
Eat my dust
I think I have the best of me Inside my head No one else competes with me I think I'm great Got spirit tucked away inside I know the ghosts of angel notes to kiss Everything I sing is part of this Got honey brushed across my lips I know, I know, I know, I know If you can call this luck If you can call this luck If you can miss this much Eat my dust you insensitive fuck Eat my dust you insensitive fuck Eat my dust Explain Request ×
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