| I’m in love
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| Like alcohol and the morning withdrawal
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| If you spit high enough then I could catch it right in my mouth
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| I’ll be playing underwater once it’s time to come up
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| I’ve got a poor sense of direction and it’s fucking me up
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| I did good
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| But it weren’t good enough
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| Hey, good behavior cannot help me now
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| I wanna play
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| I’ll see you later
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| You can tell me about all the good times
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| Consequences wait like a knife taped flat against the skin
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| So let’s all give it up for all our crimes
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| One time, one time
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| Because hey, good behavior cannot help us now
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| We’re on the ground
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| Might as well stay there you can tell me about how now
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| Ain’t no saint, no lord or savior could ever stop you now
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| We’re on the ground
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| Might as well stay there they can tell us about the view before they step
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| It was more than just not being able to hear anything
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| Make contact with anyone
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| It was as so, as so for a time I didn’t exist
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| So I had no place in the world
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| No part of the life around me
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| Hey, good behavior can’t help me now
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| I’m on the ground
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| Might as well stay there
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| You can tell me again how bad you want your life back |