| Everyone’s too sad or too sick
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| Or they just don’t give a shit about whose playing tonight in Kansas City
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| Unless it’s on 103, The Buzz, or some DIY basement sludge
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| And that, well that’s when it hit me
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| I don’t have any real friends
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| All I’ve got are these acquaintances
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| And none of them could care less
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| And somehow I’ve been okay with it
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| Until now
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| I went to the Tiny Moving Parts show last night
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| And I swear that it changed my life
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| And the entire concept of friendship to me
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| Like how we should hang out outside of work to do more than get fucked up and
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| party
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| Because when I left a small town for the city
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| I thought something big would change within
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| And I’d be the everyman of this town
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| But what I was thinking
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| Going from a branch on a well rooted tree
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| To a grain of sand on the biggest beach
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| Where no one’s sure if they’re leaving or sticking around
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| Will you stick around?
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| And everyone I know is listening to Skrillex and Waka Flocka Flame
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| In fact the only records they actually own are Mumford & Sons, Odd Future, |
| and Lil Wayne
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| They’re rather blow their money in Westport on molly and weed
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| Than go see a movie or go to the aquarium with me
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| And I just-
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| Well wait a second
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| What if I’ve been blowing people off like that too?
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| What if someone’s really needed my support or just wanted to spend time with me?
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| You know, it’s funny. |
| I write so many songs about all these assholes I know
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| But I never stop to think about why I know so many
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| Maybe I should spend more time trying to meet other artists
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| Instead of trying to get the wrong people to like me
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| I went to the Tiny Moving Parts show last week
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| And I guess that I didn’t learn a god damn thing
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| I spent the last 12 years just taking whoever came to me
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| But now I see that it’s a 2 way street
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| Last month I left the Tiny Moving Parts show without a doubt
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| That I had everything all figured out
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| It turns out that we accept the love we think we deserve
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| But we deserve so much more
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| I just want to make friends
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| And build some lasting relationships
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| Because a military life fucked that up for me |
| And it turns out there aren’t many perks of being a wallflower
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| Or letting other people and liquor take the lead
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| We’ve gotta speak for ourselves
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| Because we get too comfortable
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| Doing these things we’ve always done with people that we don’t actually know
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| And I want to make friends
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| And build some lasting relationships
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| Being a wallflower isn’t working out for me
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| And I accept that I’m that grain of sand along the beach
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| And there’s no reason to be so terrified of the sea
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| I will let it take me
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| And whatever will be, will be
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| Yeah, whatever will be, will be
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| We will be |