| On the dock and inject with the conquering kids bust the light of our fate
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| I release to that study date
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| We got far strip that plant of its part and we’ll see if it takes
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| But here it is this is all we gave
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| Its the awkward locker kids looking brave
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| The city threw a king in my hand
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| A new york screen believe in me we draw out a western stead
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| But somethings going on around here
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| I am yours but you ran to make your western beds
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| What were we thinking bout then
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| Bricks look nice but we can’t match the price and we need to find space
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| This life blinks in pale ways
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| My misty friend I almost quit when the (grey up?) ends
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| Well here it is this is all I am
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| A field herded man seeking in
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| The city threw a kink in my head
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| Jaded in the habits that used to chase my flame
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| A conquering goes on around here
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| I am yours how you ran thats how we pretend
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| I was young once but not today
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| I was making ground and then things changed
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| Kill the orphan the blood and the age and the itch in my toes
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| Spin the ovule that tares us out of every blow
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| Still it burns some to stand so close |