He said I know why you don't go
This screen and window are not much comfort
But swiping left and wishing right are comforts in themselves alright
My oily skin is perfection under the pixelated blanket
Of nausient reality we find ourselves in
Close your eyes remember when we were all beautiful to the old
But now we're only disappointing
I wish I had a camera that could show them all what they are showing me
Yeah I wish I had a filter that would clean this past of dreams of what I was gonna be
'Cause now all the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune don't mean a thing to me
All I really want is to be not left standing on the sidelines not cheering
Oh, dear ol' Marshall I guess I never got a thing
Rue - Dear Ol' Marshall Lyrics
Rue - Dear Ol' Marshall Lyrics
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He said I know why you don't go
This screen and window are not much comfort
But swiping left and wishing right are comforts in themselves alright
My oily skin is perfection under the pixelated blanket
Of nausient reality we find ourselves in
Close your eyes remember when we were all beautiful to the old
But now we're only disappointing
I wish I had a camera that could show them all what they are showing me
Yeah I wish I had a filter that would clean this past of dreams of what I was gonna be
'Cause now all the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune don't mean a thing to me
All I really want is to be not left standing on the sidelines not cheering
Oh, dear ol' Marshall I guess I never got a thing
This screen and window are not much comfort
But swiping left and wishing right are comforts in themselves alright
My oily skin is perfection under the pixelated blanket
Of nausient reality we find ourselves in
Close your eyes remember when we were all beautiful to the old
But now we're only disappointing
I wish I had a camera that could show them all what they are showing me
Yeah I wish I had a filter that would clean this past of dreams of what I was gonna be
'Cause now all the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune don't mean a thing to me
All I really want is to be not left standing on the sidelines not cheering
Oh, dear ol' Marshall I guess I never got a thing
Writer: Rue
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