Текст песни Mac DeMarco - Passing Out Pieces

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Watching my life, passing right in front of my eyes Hell of a story, always boring Can’t claim again, never been reluctant to share Passing out pieces of me, don’t you know nothing comes free What mom don’t know has taken its toll on me It’s all I’ve seen that can’t be wiped clean It’s hard to believe what it’s made of me Passing my life, living it out with her side Listening closely, feeling it mostly Can’t shake concern, soozing every time that I turn I’m passing out pieces of me, don’t you know nothing comes free What mom don’t know has taken its toll on me It’s all I’ve seen that can’t be wiped clean It’s hard to believe what it’s made of me

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