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When you're just a sickly mess |
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You're worn + tired and scared to death |
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Well you, you can come to me |
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And we can share a disease |
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And talk and roll around in the debris, yeah |
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It's easy to be disappointed |
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When you got such high expectations |
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And things don't always go the way you planned |
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You say you're sorry you're so stressed out |
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But I don't mind you being depressed now |
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I mean I'll try to understand... |
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Well take me back to the overpass |
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We'll build a home in the broken glass |
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And you, you can cover me |
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And color what |
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I see And together we can rest in peace, yeah |
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I don't know my destination |
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Just know that life's a celebration |
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No time for fear or hesitation now |
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But sometimes |
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I get lost + lonely |
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And I could use you beside me |
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To help to guide me, help me find my way... |
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And you, my green haired girl |
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You, my green haired girl |
