| While I’m / working to afford to have fun with you I’m distracted
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| To / stillness by the thinking of you from beach to top mountains
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| Paula this / in-distinguished suburb grinds my sleep teeth to ruin and powder
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| You know it to be / true you heard it held me woke me close whispered how it’ll
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| Be soon you said / worry baby sleepy head
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| But it’s not getting any good
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| That’s a bandage / that we’ve been using
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| (That's a bandage, a we-ooh, we-ooh, whoa-oh)
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| Best of a decade / not while we’re here in Secaucus bound
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| (Some-bah, some-body-ah)
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| But it’s not getting any good
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| Cut back to / me young and un-pressured in contrast to aunts and to uncles
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| 8 and 10 / older at the cusp of adulthood away walk from play time
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| I knew then of / those days gold status how they’d look back to fix their
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| hearts worn (worn)
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| And yet here I am write of when I had so many they were of
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| No value when
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| Laid unnumbered end to end
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| But it’s not getting any good
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| Let’s stop pretending / in never endings
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| (Let's stop pretending, a we-ooh, we-ooh, whoa-oh)
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| Another decade / or until we’re out of the hope you found
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| (Some-bah, some-body-ah)
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| But it’s not getting any good
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| Let’s abandon / this house to Camden
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| (Let's abandon, a we-ooh, we-ooh, whoa-oh)
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| Messed up a decade / let’s get away from these home and towns
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| (Some-bah, some-body-ah)
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| But it’s not getting any good
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| Cause something’s missing / we hide by kissing
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| (Cause something’s missing, a we-ooh, we-ooh, whoa-oh)
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| Rest up a decade / we’ll need our strength to escape this town
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| (Some-bah, some-body-ah)
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| Can’t tell myself from hopes I’ve drowned
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| (Some-bah, some-body-ah)
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| Can’t tear myself from this safety town
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| (Some-body-ah, some-bah)
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| Can’t tell each other from stupid clowns
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| (Some-body-ah, some-body-ah, some-bah)
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| But it’s not getting any good |