The straw beneath, beneath my feet
What if I don't compare to you?
I'm so stupid for pretending I don't care
My stomach turns; it turns and twists
All my calmness, ruffled with mess
Fizzy,
It goes up and round and round and round again
The straw beneath, beneath my feet
What if I don't compare to you?
I'm so stupid for pretending I don't care
My stomach turns; it turns and twists
All my calmness, ruffled with mess
Fizzy,
It goes up and round and round and round again
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