by Pretty Girls Make Graves
Lyrics and Meaning
Hello, I'm neurotic
Creating problems that don't exist
Don't believe me when I say it's alright
Let's go to my apartment
We'll pull the sheets up over our heads
Forget all reasons to go outside
Beats pulse, they're automatic
Locked inside of my apartment
Make confessions with the television on
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