Where's My Phone?

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Where did it go?

Where's my phone? Where's my phone?

Where did I leave? Where did I go?

Where did I go?

A woman always on the street called me a ditch, "A ditch on my block," she said.

I just want my mind to be a clear glass, clear glass with nothing in my head. I keep thinking surely somebody will save me.

At every turn I learn that no one will.

I just want my mind to be a clear glass, clear glass with nothing instead. Where did I leave?

Where did

I go? Where did I go?

Where did it go? Where's my phone?

Where's my phone?

If my days like you punched a hole into tomorrow, I would the hole all night long.

I'll stay out until my mind is like a clear glass, clear glass with nothing going on.

Or like a bug floating in the melted amber of a citronella candle,

I will float until my mind is like a clear wax, clear wax melted in the dark.

Clear wax melted in the dark.

La-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo.

Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ooh.