[Intro] You'd think we had a thousand, a million, a billion more years- more than enough to have grey hairs. [Verse One] God, I love you, and I hate you, no, I really- really do! But I can't stop missing, stopped sleeping, forgot how to breathe, and still- I can say I love you... but I do not. I can say I hate you... that's not true. (Dah-lalala, lala, Da-lalala, oh!) [Pre-Chorus] If a qualia could be a subversive thought, it'd be nostalgia- but isn't that a paradox? If only I had the words to express how I felt, but the tension with you, I only fell- with a Freudian slip, makes me sick. (I really do still love you...) (Dah-lalala, lala, Da-lalala, oh!) [Chorus] It's a million, a billion, oh, a trillion or more years! I dreamt about you as... I lie in a box and turn to dust, first rot, then entropy, and then I wake up. Could I have imagined something other than you? Guess not. I love you, I do. I hate you, I do. I keep having deja vu. But I know that: I love you, I do. I hate you, I do. (Dah-lalala, lala, Da-lalala, oh!) [Bridge] I brush my teeth, and I see my past life. It's in the mirror; he's not the worst guy. I know his favorite color, his favorite nap time, and there is nothing new to learn, as if I knew that guy in his past life. It's deja vu- I know it too.... oh! Then I see her, she wears my favorite color, and her smile is my favorite thing about her. I asked for her name, but I think I already knew that about her. We're strangers, but I know... I just know! That we knew each other in a past life. It's deja vu- I know it too.... oh! [Pre-Chorus] If a qualia could be a subversive thought, it'd be nostalgia- but isn't that a paradox? If only I had the words to express how I felt, but the tension with you, I only fell- with a Freudian slip, makes me sick. (I really do still love you...) (Dah-lalala, lala, Da-lalala, oh!) [Chorus] It's a million, a billion, oh, a trillion or more years! I dreamt about you as... I lie in a box and turn to dust, first rot, then entropy, and then I wake up. Could I have imagined something other than you? Guess not. I love you, I do. I hate you, I do. I keep having deja vu. But I know that: I love you, I do. I hate you, I do. (Dah-lalala, lala, Da-lalala, oh!) [Outro] I brush my teeth, and I see my past life. It's in the mirror; there's nothing wrong with her. We swap... I brush my teeth, and I see my past life. It's in the mirror; he's not the worst guy. We swap... I brush my teeth, and I see my past life. It's in the mirror; there's nothing wrong with her. We swap... I brush my teeth, and I see my past life. It's in the mirror; he's not the worst guy. [Created and Written by @thexfool with Suno AI]
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