| Mescaline
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| In the sun
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| You try so hard to find someone
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| I used to be a hero
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| Blood on my saddle, fighting every battle
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| I used to be alone
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| You shoot up, then you go to class
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| It’s funny how, nobody asks
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| Cause all your teachers love you, everybody loves you
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| Everybody loves you
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| The same way that I do
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| What a wonderful world, that we live in
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| You’re a love disaster, your heart beats faster
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| When it’s with mine
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| You’re a likely story, morning glory on the vine
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| There are holy ghosts, pushing past the tide
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| They let me know, every time you cry
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| Cause you’re burning in some backseat, burning in some room
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| Burning is the one thing, that you should know how to do
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| But I can’t but out a fire, when it looks like you
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| You didn’t do the same, when I asked you to
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| What a wonderful world, that we live in
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| You’re a love disaster, your heart beats faster
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| when it’s with mine
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| You’re a likely story, morning glory on the vine. |
| x3
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| Mescaline |