| Ghosts in the windows
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| Shards coming on and off
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| Slowly against our family, wonder off
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| Ghosts in the windows
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| Shards coming on and off
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| Slowly against our family, wonder off
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| A hard kid that said this for her and it’s worthless
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| Blur in the church for certain in the craft
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| Make it a market like it’s done for certain
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| The days for reciting the life is the type one
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| Life is coming, second coming, shit to hit the ??
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| Drinks are kicking licks is thick with ??
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| This might be it the private shit, we’re stuck in that, we’re fighting it
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| ?? |
| so this is it, the only real way now
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| Kick the shit, my lips know this, they owned in the playground
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| Owned it in ways now, as lone as the greyhound
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| ?? |
| brushes in the grave now
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| In many ways the days already very lemonade
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| But chasing tomatoes tastes best, was always set in place
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| We were shorts, shout all our thoughts out
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| So for now we pull our all out, we talk loud
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| But means on the green team searching for better states
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| Loose at the seams and we’re thirsty for lemonade
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| Can’t stick to work, ?? |
| on the jukebox
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| No tight loonies, ropes like loonies, hopes they grow right through me
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| Fine when we get it, we get it
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| We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine when we get it
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| Fine when we get it, when we get it
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| We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine when we get
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| Fine when we get it, we get it
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| We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine when we get it
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| Fine when we get it, when we get it
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| We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine when we get
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| Fine when we get it, we get it
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| We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine when we get it
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| Fine when we get it, when we get it
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| We’ll be fine, we’ll be fine when we get |