Lyrics:
Bottle of claret for you if I'd realised
I'd forgotten all about it George, I'm sorry,
Will you forgive me?
Mmm yes
Number nine, number nine,
Yo it's about priorities and I got mine in the right place
Number one
You are my number one
You are my number one
Number one number one
Number one
that I talked to that girl that night
And got her number, I think right
I brought her home, yeah that seems right
Told her she'd feel right
Oh
Details,
Sever all ties to hells law
Worship a ghost that doesn't exist
Bow down to that false god
Traps himself in exile
Pray for the return
Of all faith,
sarcasm and false sincerity
As words that people mean
Rejection redefined by giving up just what they're after
Someone would tell you
If they could
suspicious
Circle back
Through the family connection
Fall into that
False sense of protection
The portraits a lie
It hangs in the wind
Runs deep in your
stuck on rejection
Willing to make the climb
Give you the space and time
To interface with mine
I'm compelled to
You never gave me false hope
I already
I'm tryna get your number and slide
If you with it, let's ride (she told me no)
Ain't no time for that depressed shit (she told me no)
Move on and try
Betrayed
Feelings of rejection, no false hopes or misconception
Just a burning in my head and in my heart
Promises were made, friendship lost
Feelings of rejection, no false hopes or misconception,
Just a burning in my head and in my heart.
Promises were made, friendship lost along
Sixteen year old kid eating with Jared at Subway
Rejection sensitivity not close to euphoria
Brings me down low into a dystopia
Felt like Peter Parker
reflection, at her reflection
She can't handle rejection
Handle rejection, handle rejection
Lay down
Slowly calm your nerves
Your crown shows
You truly deserve
can be one of two things
It's called boolean variable, it's not a number or a string
Boolean, there's a funny name
It just means true or false, no
lie
(Wake up, wake up)
Wake up
A depression fed by overload
False perceptions, the weight of the world
A universe in the palm of your hand
lie
(Wake up, wake up)
Wake up
A depression fed by overload
False perceptions, the weight of the world
A universe in the palm of your hand
The artifice
door
I know I told you I would call tomorrow
Recite your number in my sleep
Now every night I'm laying cold and lonely
You're writing songs, I'm
Rejection
Rejection
Come on baby
Give me those comments
Shares
And likes
I'm starving
For attention
Come on baby
Take away my insecurities
Oh yeah
Number One
I barely sleep cuz I’m Ieaping to my destination
No vacation
Advocating with my words and illustrations
Without hesitation
I Fight
up I'm losing my grip
Some days I bleed, I fall like stone
I'm always afraid, I feel so alone, got a false sense of security
Giving me a real sense
Baby, what's your phone number?
I know I'm kinda fast, but I hate to waste time
Baby, what's your phone number?
Girl, I have to ask 'cause you're
Baby, what's your phone number?
I know I'm kinda fast, but I hate to waste time
Baby, what's your phone number?
Girl, I have to ask 'cause you're
Mr. Worldwide and Miss Bebe
This is not a drill, this is not a false alarm
This shit is for real, baby, I'ma love you down
This is not a drill,
the armor,
You the jack pot and I got your number,
Sit up,
Hands everybody this a stick up,
Money in the bag now fill up,
Everybody face down on the ground
the mirror and the cane
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
Stephen's in his dressing-gown now, breakfasting alone
Too sick
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