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I like the universe
But she messes with my words
I'm not talkin planets or galaxies
And the distance just makes it worse
I know what you're thinking
This probably sounds rehearsed

So let's give it up for the new year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm drifting asleep at the wheel

Liquids, powders, and pills
Not quite taken against my will
Taste tests of girls from all over the world
Who refuse to accept my exuses

She put up with so much
Of my madness and my self-abuse
She would tend to my wounds and fill me with food
When I'd stumble in drunk for breakfast
She was right to take before she was consumed

I like the universe
But she messes with my words
I'm not talkin planets or galaxies
And the distance just makes it worse
You were totally right
Every action was well-rehearsed

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