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My phone doing that thing again It always does that thing right before something stupid happens My phone Doing that thing again It always does that thing Right before something stupid happens I thought this would feel bigger It feels like waiting for a microwave My life belongs in a different space Yesterday rented it and didn't rewind the tape This is the part where the music should swell But it's flat Oooh hold on That's not my original thought That's the echo of a thought That forgot where it came from This was supposed to be serious Why does it feel like a rehearsal For a joke I don't get yet If this is my story The editor is drunk Something in me Is changing channels without asking Not better Just different I don't move on my own without looking both ways But you came at me from an obtuse angle This feels like the wrong page in the wrong book That someone else left open On a bench at a bus stop abandoned Keep reading Keep reading (Oooh, oooh) Keep reading Keep reading (Oooh, oooh)