Autoimmune Disease

When a song is the definition of you…

I’d like to tell you that my sky’s not blue, it’s violent rain
And in my world, the people on the street don’t know my name
In my world, I’m seven feet tall
And the boys always call, and the girls do too
Because in my world, I’m constantly, constantly havin’ a breakthrough (Hmm)
Or a breakdown, or a blackout
Would you make out with me underneath the shelter of the balcony?

‘Cause I don’t need anyone
I don’t need anyone
I just need everyone and then some
I don’t need anyone (I don’t need anyone)
I don’t need anyone (I don’t need anyone)
I just need everyone and then some (I just need everyone and then some)

Wish I could see what it’s like to be the blood in my veins
Do the insides of all of my fingers still look the same?
And can you feel it too, when I am touchin’ you?
And when my hair stands on ends, it’s saluting you
The blush in your cheeks says that you bleed like me
And the 808 beat sends your heart to your feet
Left my shoes in the street so you’d carry me
Through a breakdown
Through a breakdown or a blackout
Would you make out with me on the floor of the mezzanine?

I don’t need anyone
I don’t need anyone
I just need everyone and then some
Oh-mmm, oh-mmm (Yep)

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