Lyrics
You
said
I
needed
my
own
friends
So
I
found
them,
then
you
fucked
them
And
now
I'm
out
of
the
picture
A
triangle
before
it
ever
joined
together
Kicked
me
off
the
grid
Out
of
the
spectrum
Out
of
the
confines
of
the
graph,
the
rulers
Plastic
and
pink
from
when
we
were
kids
I
used
to
calculate
The
percentage,
the
moment,
I
was
removed
Subtracted
Like
a
math
equation
One
plus
one
cannot
equal
three
But
who
is
one?
Who
is
one?
Who
is
going
to
be
the
one
To
be
joined
with
you?
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
You
said
I
needed
my
own
friends
Then
you
fucked
them
And
now
I'm
out
of
the
picture
Like
a
math
equation
One
plus
one
cannot
equal
three
It's
illogical
Impossible
Who
is
going
to
be
the
one
To
be
joined
with
you?
Who
is
going
to
be
the
one
To
be
joined
with
you?
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
To
be
joined
with
you
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