I Get It Lyrics by Chevelle
So you say you're ignored
As it is
Well, give us your sad, sad trip
You're right, I get it
It all makes sense
You're the perfect person
So right, so wrong
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Assumed it's whether
We're right or wrong
We're doomed, and there's plenty for all
How dare you catch me counting
How dare you call at all
How dare you call this suffering
How dare you call at all
You're right, I get it
It all makes sense
you're the perfect person
So right, so wrong
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Press on
These tannins
They double in time
The touch of life
Once failed to mention so far
Of course the law is fountains
Or face the face remorse
Of fast and restless blackmail
Like pent-up fetish force
You're right, I get it
It all makes sense
you're the perfect person
So right, so wrong
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Do you want it enough?
Do you want it all?
Should you need it at all?
Takes a minute to see
Do you want it enough?
Do you want it all?
Should you need it at all?
Do you want it all?
You're right, I get it
It all makes sense
You're the perfect person
So right, so wrong
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Life, life, life
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