[Verse]
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I open the door
Crawl in your bed stick my head
Through the storm window

[Chorus 1]
Spitting crumbs
Into your backpack
You dump them out
The old sour patch

[Bridge]
I like it stuck to my skin, dried and vacuumed
Bagel breath in the morning

[Chorus 2]
Borrow my toothbrush
Even scrape your tongue
Nothing gets past
The old sour patch