| I can’t remember when I
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| Last saw you when you weren’t drunk or high as a kite
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| I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings?
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| And watch as I died for whatever your consciousness brings?
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| We were kids growing up on the same block,
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| Where we hid stolen liquor by the bus stop
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| Took a while, now you’re called an alcoholic
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| Even though we dialed in a metabolic
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| Rate to soar through the stratosphere and now we’re
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| Far apart, but you might as well have disappeared
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| TV screen every morning when I wake up
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| Make a scene like a couple in a break up
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| Got a room with a floor and a mattress,
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| Nothing more than expense and an address
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| Looking up now and then hoping you’ll come home
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| I can’t remember when I
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| Last saw you when you weren’t drunk or high as a kite
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| I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings?
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| And watch as I died? |
| And sing for a sincere goodbye?
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| Got a room with a floor and a mattress,
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| Nothing more than expense and an address
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| Looking up now and then hoping you’ll come home
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| I can’t remember when I
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| Last saw you when you weren’t drunk or high as a kite
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| I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings?
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| And watch as I died? |
| And sing for a sincere goodbye?
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| I don’t want to tell you that you’re fine
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| I don’t wanna tell you everything’s great
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| It’s not, it’s fucked
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| We’re stuck, out of luck
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| How else can I say that this just sucks? |