Phobia

Nothing But Thieves

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[Intro] [Verse 1] I love the night but not the stars The fame suckers in their block-long cars I fucking hate the internet Five-star hotel and I don’t feel well I lost a night or maybe two I think I’ll cancel the honeymoon I fucking hate the internet Five-star hotel I don’t feel well [Chorus] And I could use some healing soon Before I lose all feeling soon [Verse 2] It may be rage or maybe hope I’m at the stage that I fear the most I wanna know your phobia Go on press send and we can makе friends I crossed a line a lifе ago I might be dead but I just don’t know I’m shutting down the internet Big shot hotel I don’t feel well [Chorus] And I could use some healing soon Before I lose all feeling soon [Tempo-switch] [Verse 3] I got some pills but not some help From love junkies in their private hell I wanna know euphoria Greenlight red wine and I don’t feel fine I lost a life a line ago You might be here but I just don’t know This used to be the internet Fat cat hotel I don’t feel well [Chorus] And I could use some healing soon Before I lose all feeling soon [Bridge] Whoa I get the rage so live in hope I’m on a stage and I just can’t cope You’ll see this on the internet Go on press like and make my clicks spike I lost the plot or maybe two Remind me who the fuck are you? Why don’t we hit the minibar? Five-star hotel I don’t feel well [Chorus] And I could use some healing soon Before I lose all feeling soon [Outro]

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