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I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time I stalk myself on the internet just to see what you'll find I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time You make it look so easy, leaving everything behind I like when it's dark out, October will cure me I'm walking these woods, am I thirty or thirteen? Not asking for much, man, thought maybe you'd call me I slit my own throat just to see if you'd mourn me, yeah I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time I stalk myself on the internet just to see what you'll find I want your things in my room, I miss you all of the time You make it look so easy, leaving everything behind Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, I want your things in my— Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, I want your things in my— You look so cool getting high No handlebars, you wanna fly You look so cool, I wanna die Is it too soon to say what on my mind? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, I want your things in my— Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, I want your things in my— From Letras Mania