| Do you stare at the sun too long?
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| Wide eyes, can’t see, you’re blind
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| You should grow your hair out long
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| Look like those girls on TV
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| Always, I try, to look past your lies
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| Look for innocence in life
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| I look around; |
| give me attention
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| I talk loud; |
| are you here yet?
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| I scream words of sex and drugs!
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| The realization that no one gives a fuck
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| Always, I try, to look past your lies
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| Look for innocence in life
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| In the morning time
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| We lay in your bed
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| I don’t wanna be alone
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| Please get stuck in my head
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| (Two, three, four…)
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| I don’t feel right
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| And I don’t have to be nice
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| Save it for your phone
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| I don’t sing much; |
| that’s not an answer
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| I don’t walk much, but you’re a dancer
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| Look like you’ve been everywhere
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| That’s the kind of wear and tear I need in my life
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| There’s nothing that’s quite like…
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| She likes bad religion, new ignition
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| Look down, you’re upon the ground
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| It’s like my heart can’t take this kind of pressure
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| You’re a taxing endeavor
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| Look down, you’re upon the ground
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| It’s like my heart can’t take this kind of pressure
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| You’re a taxing endeavor |