Headphones Lyrics - Singles - George Watsky

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I Can't hear you (I got my headphones on) 

I Can't hear you (I got my headphones on) 

I Can't hear you (I got my headphones on) 

I got headphones on (I got my headphones on) 

When I look at who's around 

And it feels like two's a crowd 

I don't run and hide 

I just smile real wide 

And I turn my music loud 

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It's not practical to react to bull 

I was thinking too hard and I cracked my skull 

It's natural, erase all doubt 

If I take my phones off, then my brains fall out 

So you can shout. Empty out your throat on me 

It just looks like you're lip synching Obla Di 

Obla da, every time you go, "blah blah 

Blah" I'm hearing "life goes on" like it's your mantra 

So talk shit, but when it's prone to go down 

You're afraid of your own bull like rodeo clowns 

I stay low to the ground, I stay plugged in 

And when my dome needs love, phones hug my skin 

But Earbuds don't count, they're headphone loopholes 

I want 'em bigger than a couple sideways soup bowls 

And if you're saying next to nothing 

Make like my playlist and get to shufflin' 

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