| (I never thought it would happen to me but
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| I never thought it would happen to me but)
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| No one should ever have to look at themselves
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| I steer clear of graveyards
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| They are cliche
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| In my death-obsessed generation
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| No one should ever have to look at themselves
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| High school teen dream dies in the hospital
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| Leaves behind a journal and a pair of Air Jordans
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| Lyrics of popular rock ballads
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| Changed to include his name
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| I’m taking back my heart
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| You were digging a hole for it six feet deep
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| (At the state park, at the state park)
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| I didn’t want you to hear
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| That shake in my voice
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| My pain is my own
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| And when the cops shook me down
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| I cried walking home
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| I cried walking home
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| You and me are connected now
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| We were in one photograph and we don’t even look happy
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| I can’t commit to a crime to commit
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| I need to get one done for the biography because
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| When I split the scene
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| Leave the party early
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| What am I leaving behind me?
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| Just a memory
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| Another body
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| It ain’t no pair of Air Jordans
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| Something is ringing
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| Death is playing his
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| Xylophone ribs for me
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| I didn’t want you to hear
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| That shake in my voice
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| My pain is my own
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| And when the cops shook me down
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| I cried walking home
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| I cried walking home
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| I didn’t want you to hear
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| That shake in my voice
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| My pain is my own
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| And when the cops shook me down
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| I cried walking home
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| I cried walking home
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| Don’t worry
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| I’m worrying for two
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| So don’t worry baby
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| Don’t worry
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| I’m worrying for two
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| So don’t worry baby |