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Lyrics: Racoon. World On A Plate.

I don't mind that you're pulling my hair again
And I don't mind that
you're wearing my shoes again
Pencil stripe joke still stuck upon my chin
but I don't ever try to argue
about those silly moods you're in
because I know I'll never win
But all this is mine

I'd give you the world on a plate anytime
if you can carry the weight
but this stays mine
It?s my world on a plate
all of this stays mine
O yeah

I don't blame you for calling me names a bit
Go ahead, take all my money
I don't really give a shit
because I never sit on it
But all this is mine

I'd give you the world on a plate anytime
Well, if you can carry the weight
but this stays mine
It?s my world on a plate
all of this stays mine

Oh what a feeling what a joy
I guess I've finally found my treasure
Nothing anyone can measure though
You know my heart leaves me no choice
and to piss against the wind girl
that's another kind of matter so
that's why I let you know
that's why I can't let this go

I don't mind that you're pulling my hair again
And I don't mind that
you're wearing my shoes again
Because all this is mine

I'd give you the world on a plate anytime
if you can carry the weight
but this stays mine
It?s my world on a plate
All of this is
all of this stays
and all of this is mine
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