| Going deaf from your empty threats
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| You can shout it from roof tops all day
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| If that’s how you want it now
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| Amplified three stories tall cause you know
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| That’s the highest place in town
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| If that’s how you want it now
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| Confessing to these empty streets
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| Summertime brings ghosts to Carbondale
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| That’s how we want it now
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| Heat kills all pathetic words
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| This town is dead but life goes on
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| Even when you’re gone
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| Note to self
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| Try to hang around a little more
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| Be around a little more
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| Be seen, not heard
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| A note to you
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| Try to let your guard down some
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| Take it easy some we know you’re here
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| How long will the summer last
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| Under a magnifying glass
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| Ask you to help us along
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| When we can’t make it through a song
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| Getting bored of these empty streets
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| I can sleep all night on 51
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| That’s not how I want it now
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| Heat kills all pathetic dreams
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| Our hopes shot down
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| But life goes on even when you’re gone
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| And you know you’re getting old
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| When you’re wishing for the cold
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| And you start missing all your peers
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| You didn’t like when they were here
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| How long will the summer last
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| Under a magnifying glass |