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• Artiste: November Lyrics
• Titre: A Mets Fan's Fishbowl
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I'm your sand In your fishbowl Where you sit and watch your fish Just above me I'm his sand In his fishbowl Where he has nothing to do with me You're all his And he's always above me I need some kind of ground to rely on Well you're my some kind of ground When I miss school And drive to the bluffs 'Cause I slept through my clocks And I think way too much About the same shitty stuff: I'm not just sand But I'm lying to myself Saying someday You'll find this sand More interesting than your fish It's a possibility It's an improbability 'cause you're my pointless sand When I'm up way too late 'cause I slept too much the previous day And God I hate sleeping late I wish I Were your fish Where you'd guiltlessly sit and watch me 'Cause that dull grainy sand Just doesn't do it for you And I guess it wouldn't for me But it's okay, you don't like peppermint anyway