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I don't wear clothes with designer labels on it Not just 'cause it's pricey God knows it fits me real nicely I'm just in search of reasons it all matters in the first place How much for a new philosophy? Takin' off the armour made out of Prada Wanna be tabula rasa Imma step outta All my preconceived notions Give back the trophies Reevaluate the data (data) What's it all for? What does it even mean? (Da da da dum) Does it all amount to nada (nada) mmm Things that I would do for a million dollars I would probably do for much less If I'm being honest My priorities are messed up So I've been told I'd rather do something I'm proud of Than feel like I've sold all my integrity Takin' off the armour made out of Prada Wanna be tabula rasa Imma step outta All my preconceived notions Give back the trophies Reevaluate the data (data) What's it all for? What does it even mean? (Da da da dum) Does it all amount to nada (nada) mmm What does it even mean? (Da da da dum) Does it all equate to nada (nada) I wake up already dressed Just covered in question marks Like what the heck? How does everyone else have it figured out? Wait a sec' Heart eye emojis but I need to understand Gucci on top are you all good under it? Hey darling I know it might not be in vogue To wear my heart out on my sleeve Maybe it's just me Lookin' at all of these shallow definitions for success Keepin' me vapid Keepin' me stressed Tryna have more Who cares if my friends have less Takin' off the armour made out of Prada Wanna be tabula rasa Imma step outta All my preconceived notions Give back the trophies Reevaluate the data (data) How much for a new philosophy? La da (da dum) bum bum bum ba da Does it all amount to nada? (da dum) What does it even mean? (Da da, da dum) (Nada, nada) (Da da, da dum) (Nada, nada)
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