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Şarkı Sözleri Cozied up to the toilet, face stuck to the floor I met expectations that I was trying to ignore Jobe had such patience I wonder, what's that like A hundred thousand million, that's what you like So I was thinkin' So these cities are sprouting like a spit in the eye And this world isn't waiting, it's just passing me by I just peak in the window lookin' inside The butchers got a fork in your face but I'm standing alive And I was singin'