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letra de cutie carousel (pulses. cut) - cat company

[verse 1: caleb]
do we know who starts the fires
do we know who fills the seas
who speaks to what transpires
who contemplates the means
they don’t understand the (i can’t believe that they would)
intricate designing (why can’t they see that it’s good)
gargantuan progression
held back by tantamount obsession
and i know that i’m right at the brink of something
(total waste of time)

[chorus: caleb]
so tell me baby, what’s been going on
you haven’t been tweeting lately
no notifications, i’m contemplating
is it something i’ve done wrong

[verse 2: caleb]
you only, you only know
just what you need to know to
ebb and flow, seed and sow
it’s instrumental for your mental capacity to expand
past the facts you see with prudencе towards
what i can’t take in anymore, anymore
i can’t front, i don’t know if i’m gonna admit
i’m down bad and i can’t gеt in front of it
i don’t wanna, i don’t think so
i’m not listening
(i can’t front, i don’t know if i’m gonna admit)
(i’m down bad and i can’t get in front of it)
[verse 3: caleb]
they understand the modes of gambit
weaponize the work of teams
the silver platter that’s been handed
holds the heads of those who dream
tell me something, tell me what you know
i can’t believe it, no, i can’t believe anymore
tell me something, tell me what you want
you need to leave it, oh, you need to leave it alone

[bridge: caleb, kevin]

nothing left is ordinary
call up the apothecary
malady is temporary
tell me that it’s dead and buried

you come around at the worst time
slow grind on rough mind
never ready for it
always hit you with the one line
ain’t great, a mistake
we both know i need that kitkat keeping me company
these pulses. keeping me pumpin it
looking for another chill one, a real one
got me out here feeling like a dum dum
i’m packin up, too volatile to stay here
finna move on up to the mayfield
rolling stone ’cause the block got too hot
temptation bout to have me catch a first loss
trick please, not me
i know you’ll feel it how i feel it when i kick em to the curb first
been burned but i don’t fail
won’t do it how you done it ’cause that’s what’ll hurt worse
nothing left is ordinary
call up the apothecary
malady is temporary
tell me that it’s dead and buried

nothing left is ordinary (you come around at the worst time)
call up the apothecary (a slow grind on a rough mind)
malady is temporary (you come around at the worst time)
tell me that it’s dead and buried (a slow grind on a rough mind)

- cat company

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