| I cry out in the darkness forever to be free
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| And I cry out so my loneliness won’t get the best of me
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| I can see a brave tomorrow when I might just leave this town
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| After all these days and nights of anxious sadness left me tired and doubting
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| Everything I thought
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| I’d found
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| Apprehension, strange letters, found two kittens on the tracks
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| Got my picture taken twice today, when are you coming back
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| I can see a brave tomorrow, don’t let this spaceship bring me down
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| After all these days and nights of anxious sadness left me tired of doubting
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| Everything I’ve got
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| My love
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| My life
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| Not this time
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| I’m found
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| This one’s for this girl I know
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| Tree-bound bug-locked stare I know
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| A hundred and forty-one days no rest
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| Lest I miss one single kiss
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| There’s a tree fort on this island
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| On the river by oaks park
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| We found it on our bikes and had
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| Fake fights until dark
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| This one’s for this girl I know
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| Tree bound bug locked stare I know
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| I’d be a fly around your head or a pin in your neck
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| If you knew which you liked best
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| Well I looked into the distance, you said all I know is what I see
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| Sincerity not guessing at our own humanity
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| But I’m still driving up and down I-5 figuring what’s fucked
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| Counting on the difference between underground justice and handmade luck |