| Weekday hours, they go so slow
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| Streetlights waking, I hold out hope for you
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| Fill your bag up with colored scarves
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| Dream of holdups and getaway cars far from here
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| Hold your breath
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| I’ll follow you down
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| Don’t remember how, nothing matters now
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| Sparks light up the sky on the 4th of July
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| Empty houses, empty rooms
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| Falling backwards, it feels like home too soon
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| Early morning, faraway dreams
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| You feel like running, you want to scream
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| No sound
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| Hold your breath
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| I’ll follow you down
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| Don’t remember how, nothing matters now
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| Stars light up the sky on the 4th of July
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| I’ll follow you down
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| I’m telling you now, nothing matters how
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| Sparks light up the sky
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| Don’t remember how
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| Nothing matters now
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| Stars light up the sky on the 4th of July |