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I dried my eyes, now I crust them with sleep |
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I'll crust them over |
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She begged me, "Don't hate me" |
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She spun me a story |
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Where winning looks like losing |
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And I'm winning every time |
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So thread spools, sweetie, get ready |
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Until my silk is sold |
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Growing up |
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Growing up |
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Growing up |
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Yeah! I'll find myself anew |
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Yeah! I'll find myself anew |
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I've dried my eyes, now it's "Rushmore" |
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I'm deep with futures like Chicago |
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No, Glenview never meant a thing to me |
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She never meant a thing to me |
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Except for putting idealists in a body bag |
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Forget it |
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I'll go out tonight and piss on her doorstep |
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And listen to The Misfits "Where Eagles Dare" |
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To swallow whole |
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Up |
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Growing up |
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Growing up |
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Go! |
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Whoa, I guess I'm my own better half |
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Whoa, I guess I'm my own better half |
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Whoa, yeah, I guess I'm on my own |
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I guess I'm on my own |
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I guess I'm on my own |
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I guess I'm on my own |