| Your body’s aching not for long
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| A couple angels on your tongue
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| I see the time move back and forth
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| Got tough decisions on my phone
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| Sent to this planet on my own
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| But it reminds me of my own
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| Along the mountains and the shores
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| Into the fires and the wars
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| Yeah
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| I like the picture you painted
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| Is that us? |
| Is that us?
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| I like the picture you painted
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| These days got me tripping on nostalgia
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| Street names and I’m itching from nostalgia
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| Heatwaves in the city of nostalgia
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| These days got me tripping on nostalgia
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| Come on in America
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| This is the death of my character
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| I’m laughing, almost hysterical
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| Purple clouds will turn black above my head tonight
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| I put myself inside you just to have a bed tonight
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| I guess you really meant it when you said
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| Jellyfish will kill me in the end
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| I like the picture you painted
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| Is that us? |
| Is that us?
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| I like the picture you painted
|
| These days got me tripping on nostalgia
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| Street names and I’m itching from nostalgia
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| Heatwaves in the city of nostalgia
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| These days got me tripping on nostalgia
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| I don’t feel like home in this town anymore, anymore
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| I don’t feel like home in this town anymore, anymore
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| I don’t feel like home in this town anymore, anymore
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| I don’t feel like home in this town anymore, anymore |