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We argued about the big stuff
Money, drugs and sex
Self-determination, choices and bad mistakes
And our self-respect
I ended up counting coins, buying pills, stressing out
Then passed out caught in
The Velocity of Love
I am bored of the big stuff
So we fked up, I want my hope back
Trip me up Ill get you back
My friends are all fked up
We ended up flipping out, smashing glass, grasping hands, biting lips
Falling hard into
The Velocity of Love
We ended up flipping out, smashing glass, grasping hands, biting lips
Falling hard into it
Counting coins, sw*llowing pills, acting up
Then passing out right into it
The Velocity of Love
From one preacher to another
If fame is what you want youll get it
One fine fk up to another
If a fight is what you want youll get it
If money is all you want, then moneys all youll get
Id rather be drunk and in love
Lets not get mean about the big stuff
You know I never cared
How product gets moved from place to place
How moneys thrown from here to there
Wont end up counting coins, not buying in, nor p*ssed off, or stressed out
Im all caught up in it
Im flipping out, Im smashing glass, Im grasping hands and biting lips
Im staying desperate
Hell, Im not counting coins, not buying in, not stressing out, Im snapping sails
Far away from all that with
The Velocity of Love