| Oh, I hate the fact we’re older now
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| Than we were
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| I hate that you’re so faceless
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| You’ve been there from the start
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| But I’ve been wondering
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| Below the surface
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| Is that someone I knew?
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| I’m deleting you from my computer
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| From the holes inside
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| My spotless mind
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| I wrote this like
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| I hold a scythe
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| And you’re gon' die
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| Look, I won’t lie
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| I kinda like
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| The thought of you and me inside
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| A bunker built for two where
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| We can live out both our pointless lives
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| Sorry I’m not perfect
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| Hope it’s worth it
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| All this pain inside
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| I’ll live with the vermin
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| Speak in sermons
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| From our love, I’ll hide
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| Chest is like Orion
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| We’ll set fire
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| To the wolves tonight
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| We’ll go down in flames
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| Oh, it’s a shame
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| I loved the warmth of lies
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| Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older?
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| Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
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| When the morning comes, we’ll both be sober
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| And we’ll have the strength to just move on
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| Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older?
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| Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
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| When the morning comes, we’ll both be sober
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| And we’ll have the strength to just move on |
| Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older?
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| Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
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| When the morning comes, we’ll both be sober
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| And we’ll have the strength to just move on
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| Wouldn’t it be nice if we were old-er-older-er?
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| Older-old-der-er d-d-der old-er
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| D-d-d-der der-der
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| Wouldn’t it be nice if we were old-er-older-er?
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| Older-old-der-er d-d-der old-er
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| D-d-d-der der-der
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| They clipped your wings but
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| You’re still my angel
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| Sorry my baby
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| Just couldn’t save us
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| Know you clipped your wings but
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| You’re still my angel
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| Sorry my baby
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| Just couldn’t save us
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| They clipped your wings but
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| You’re still my angel
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| You’re still my angel
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| You’re still my a- |