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letra de i forgot to water my plants and they faked their own death - handlr

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[verse]
miscalculations
multiple interpretations of something incredibly obvious
the process of events has been altered for this
you asked if there’s hope, but there’s nothing worse
than knowing that i’m hurting you, that i’m hurting you

i can’t spin a web strong enough for this to make sense
float to the bottom and sink to the top
float to the bottom and sink to the top
like a pindrop heard through the rain
cutting through the drowning sounds again
why are we so different now?
why are we so different now?

[pre-chorus]
i’ve counted down the numbers
and they’ve always added up

[chorus]
i’ve counted down the numbers
and they’ve always added up
making sense out of senselessness
entangled with contradictions
like a mirror fixed with glue that won’t hold
like a bird without wings who flies
when something else is pulling the strings

[verse]
this separation, an entire fabrication
of something so terribly egregious
for this we do lament at the altar for this
you asked if there’s hope but there’s nothing worse
than knowing that i’m hurting you, that i’m hurting you

i can’t spin a web strong enough for this to make sense
float to the bottom and sink to the top
float to the bottom and sink to the top
like a pindrop heard through the rain
cutting through the drowning sounds again
why are we so different now?
why are we so different now?

[pre-chorus]
i’ve counted down the numbers
and they’ve always added up

[chorus]
i’ve counted down the numbers
and they’ve always added up
making sense out of senselessness
entangled with contradictions
like a mirror fixed with glue that won’t hold
like a bird without wings who flies
when something else is pulling the strings

[verse]
miscalculations
multiple interpretations of something incredibly obvious
the process of events has been altered for this
you asked if there’s hope but there’s nothing worse
than knowing that i’m hurting you, that i’m hurting you

[pre-chorus]
i’ve counted down the numbers
and they’ve always added up

[chorus]
i’ve counted down the numbers
and they’ve always added up
making sense out of senselessness
entangled with contradictions
like a mirror fixed with glue that won’t hold
like a bird without wings who flies
when something else is pulling the strings

[outro]
for this we do lament at the altar for this
you asked if there’s hope but there’s nothing worse
than knowing that i’m hurting you, that i’m hurting you

i can’t spin a web strong enough for this to make sense
float to the bottom and sink to the top
float to the bottom and sink to the top

- handlr

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