| I’m so stoked about breathable oxygen.
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| «so long"is thirty miles long.
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| City life is so not attractive, when paranoia’s gotten the best of me.
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| I look long and hard.
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| I’m always wrong.
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| Eight years and five months to blame for who I am today.
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| Think I was bored in New Jersey.
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| Old friends.
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| Still talk to some.
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| I’ll crawl back under the rock I came from.
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| Yea, I was born in new Jersey and it will die in me.
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| Spent some time away from my feelings.
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| While everything around me was crushing me for long.
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| Denying being wrong.
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| I broke down.
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| Built up. |
| Broke down.
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| I broke down.
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| Built up broke down twice.
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| That’s right.
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| I gotta song along. |