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Lyrics:
I kinda hope the billionaires
Will stay in space
And I hope that I will finish
My degree
I look so much like my father
It’s like he hit copy and paste
And I stole my mother’s
Personality

I’ve been reading romance of late
Hoping I can scrounge some faith
But all that I’ve found is I’m alone
I should’ve known
That I’m prone to feeling strange
Up and down and out of place
I just want one thing
To call my own
Call my own

My little brother is three inches 
Taller than me
And he just knocks
Whenever I sing too loud
I think high school might’ve been
A fever dream
I’m so much better
That it’s over now

I can feel my morals sink in
Dig their claws under my skin
Whenever I fall prey
To jealous doubts
I know all about
Being prone to feeling strange
Up and down and out of place
I just want one thing
To call my own
Call my own

I never claimed to be an old sold
My wisdom comes in turn
And I think I’ve overthought
Every lesson I’ve ever learned
I keep my chin up
And my head down
I hope karma comes around
And I hope that I’ve done good enough
To be happy with how things turn out

I’ve been reading romance of late
Hoping I can scrounge some faith
But all that I’ve found is I’m alone
I should’ve known
That I’m prone to feeling strange
Up and down and out of place
I just want one thing
To call my own
Call my own

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