Bloomington Cutters - Namaste, Asshole

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Verse
In the parking lot your lip got popped
And damage controlled the scene
And in the garage, a slow sabotage
Became our toxic routine

Pre-Chorus
Don’t say it isn’t personal
Buddy, keep it to yourself

Chorus
It seems we
All walk through
Big circles
Around you

Verse
Missed apostrophes and insecurities
Were dyed black in our machine
In your skinny jeans , a one verse pony
Won't change our disparities...now

Pre-Chorus
Don’t say it isn’t personal
Buddy, keep it to yourself

Chorus
It seems we
All walk through
Big circles
Around you
 
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