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Foster The People - Lotus Eater
Well,
I
could
never
be
like
you
I
don't
ever
talk
like
that
Smiling
with
a
sparkling
drink
And
stumbling
in
your
lipstick
mess
Molly
was
the
loss
of
me
Yeah,
it
was
a
tragedy
But
you
keep
hanging
on
Would've
make
it
look
Just
waiting
around
For
someone
to
take
you
home
And
I
know
you
know
I'm
not
the
one
I'm
sorry
I
was
late,
I
didn't
wanna
come
Ah...
Oh
no,
man,
it's
just
that
that
looks
fun
Ooh...
Well
my
eyes
are
wandering
Can
we
just
eat
the
news?
And
dance
around
the
room
In
a
scattered
point
of
views
Well
take
my
hand
and
breathe
Babe,
just
count
to
three
I
wish
that
I
could
blink
And
turn
all
your
words
into
ice
cubes
So
I
could
fill
my
drink
And
I
know
you
know
I'm
not
the
one
I'm
sorry
I
was
late
Next
time,
I
just
won't
come
Ah...
Oh
no,
man,
I
think
I
gotta
run!
Ooh...
Well,
hey,
what's
that
called?
When
you're
sitting
on
your
couch
And
having
fun,
just
being
by
yourself
Wondering
why
We
can't
commit
to
love
The
things
that
we
got
We
always
want
more
of
...3,
2,
1
But
I
know
you'd
rather
have
me
fake
it
But
I'm
not
gonna
make
it
Ah...
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
man,
I
gotta
run!
Ooh...
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