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Bed-ridden Life′s no fun My room and I are merging into one Hate to ask you for your help Blue ribbon on your shirt The "boyfriend of the year" award you earned Is sitting quitely on your shelf Get up at noon Nothing goes to plan Impending doom You say it ain't so bad The smoke it sticks to all my clothes Residual from years ago I know you can′t wash it out I'll teach you all my secret codes But babe There are things I just don't speak about Speak about Good riddance Full collapse The earth is up in flames on the internet Help me catch my breath Blurred vision Touch my neck I say it′s not your fault Nothing′s helping it Letras de cancionesIt's just the aftermath Get up at noon Nothing goes to plan Impending doom You say it ain′t so bad The smoke it sticks to all my clothes Residual from years ago I know you can't wash it out I′ll teach you all my secret codes But babe There are things I just don't speak about Speak about I′m all messed up an no one knows Could you be the antidote? I swear that you're my only hope I bet that you're the antidote I′m all messed up an no one knows Could you be the antidote? Or maybe it′s this song I wrote The smoke it sticks to all my clothes Residual from years ago I know You can't wash it out I′ll teach you all my secret codes But babe There are things I just don't speak about Speak about Some things I just don′t speak about I'll teach you all my codes But baby you can′t wash it out Wash it out Wash it out Oh oh oh From Letras Mania