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You Should Worry
00:44
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Boom.
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Auto Pilot
02:58
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I wish I wasn't so comfortable hanging at the bottom of your rope. Time sits still for me. Little kids run and play while I'm sitting here silently. This wall has become my best friend, it's all too much to stay afloat. Just go, enjoy your school. I hope you do what the others do. I'll stay here in this run down place, just negative thoughts that I'll erase. I miss you so, It's all just lead to gold. Do you remember the time we walked four miles to the beach, sat on the swings and talked for hours. Could we ever go back? I doubt it. Just go, enjoy your life. I hope you find what your looking for. But make sure he treats you right, my autopilot drives your car all night. Just stay here in this run down place.
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Rise and Shine
01:43
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Up on this roof top is not where I want to be. But the lights near your house have been shining frequently. But I'll rise and I'll shine and I'll get there, one more story I can't bear. And you will not see the weight that has been lifted off me. Walking down the sidewalk and making ends meet so we can talk.
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On Anything
01:51
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I took a rock to my house of glass. Shards fell down, reopened every gash. Welcomed back, extending open arms. All wrongs forgiven and no harm done. A lesson learned at my expense, a new foundation of common sense. You always talk like you want something back but I took nothing from you. You only took from me, you couldn't see the expression on my face. "Let's hop in my car and start to drive away. We'll forge a life we'll be proud of some day." But you wont see my face on anything. You always talk like you want something back but I took nothing from you. You only took from me. You couldn't see. The expression on my face.
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