Details in the Fabric

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Hey, what's up? Uh, uh

I just lost it, at the end of the day

I fucking lost it, I just blew up, fuck it

My whole entire fucking apartment building

I told everybody to go fuck themselves

So, it's hard-, I just had a hard time hanging on today, and uh

Fuck it, I don't know

Calm down

Deep breaths

And get yourself dressed

Instead

Of running around

And pulling on your threads and

Breaking yourself up

If it's a broken part, replace it

If it's a broken arm, then brace it

If it's a broken heart, then face it

And hold your own, know your name

And go your own way

Hold your own, know your name

And go your own way

And everything

Will be fine

Hang on

Help is on the way

Stay strong

I'm doing everything

Hold your own, know your name

And go your own way

Hold your own, know your name

And go your own way

And everything

Everything will be fine

Everything

Are the details in the fabric

Are the things that make you panic

Are your thoughts results of static cling?

Are the things that make you blow

Hell, no reason, go on and scream

If you're shocked, it's just the fault of faulty manufacturing

Everything will be fine

Everything, in no time at all

Everything

Hold your own, know your name

Or go your own way

Hold your own (are the details in the fabric)

Know your name (are the things that make you panic)

Go your own way (are your thoughts results of static cling?)

Hold your own (are the details in the fabric)

Know your name (are the things that make you panic)

Go your own way (is it Mother Nature's sewing machine?)

Hold your own (are the things that make you blow)

Know your name (hell, no reason, go on and scream)

Go your own way (if you're shocked, it's just the fault)

(Of faulty manufacturing)

Everything will be fine

Everything, in no time at all

Hearts will hold

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Yo, what's up, man? I, uh

I don't know, I just wanted to say that, uh

You know, everything's cool with me now

I mean, I think, I think I'll always be funky

Can't stop being funky, but, uh

I guess, um, we just deal with it how it comes

Deal with the humps, take the jumps

I feel like you're an island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea

And I love you, buddy, okay, bye