| I don’t wanna walk down that pain, lonesome road again
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| I wanna try something new
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| I don’t mind the stones or the gravedigger, no
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| But a change of scenery will do
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| Before I lay me down, I want a starry crown of joy
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| To match the one I wore it for and cum till I can’t sit down
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| Before I hit the ground, I wanna catch a shooting star
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| Blaze around the town until the whistle sounds
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| I mean, hey, hey, glory train, I’m gonna lay my burden down
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| The last boy I summered with, kicking sand in my face
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| A final flip of the finger before I dip my sight
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| To the refuge and the rest of a lon state of grace
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| For I tried to rmember what kindness feels like
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| Before I lay me down, I want a starry crown of joy
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| To match the one I wore it for and cum till I can’t sit down
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| Before I hit the ground, I’m gonna catch a shooting star
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| Blaze around the town until the whistle sounds
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| I mean, hey, hey, glory train, I’m gonna lay my burden down
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| I’m gonna lay me down in the caves of water
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| So time of laughter, shoulder, yeah
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| Hey, I’m gonna lay my burden down
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| Hey, I’m gonna lay my burden down |