Well, if you think about it then you're a fool, yeah It's just a size and the mind that won't give you up And if I think about it, well, am I cool yet
Then when you let it You asked for nothing Why don't you share it All of the time you live There's something out there Just wanna know, how far to live
When routine bites hard and ambitions are low And resentment rides high but emotions won't grow And we're changing our ways taking different roads And
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All my friends in magazines Got addicted to the word, 'leave' And they all wrote love songs that they believed Little lies and massive dreams They all
'm still your fag I'm still your fag It's a possibility to live without lips Kleenex love to fill right up with all the broken kids I swore I drank your
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It's a shoreline And it's half speed It's a cruel world and And it's time And you're walking away But where to go to? And you're walking alone But how
Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that Used to be one of the rotten ones
You come in, check my time You got fornication crimes I've seen your hope on television Where you've been, you were my word They've got tricycles in skirts
Texico bitches, have you begun again? Texico bitches, I think you found a friend Texico bitches, the air you breathe is real Texico bitches, why do you
