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driving my car. thinking about you. all hopes are laid to rest but we'll all be with them in the end.
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everyone you love is crumbling down around at your feet. everyone you hate is rising up in success around you. sixteen year old girls with petty problems, stupid drama. i don't give a fuck, i left you long ago. say it's unfair. scream it's unfair. and it's so sad. but i guess that's life. darling, i know we'll make it someday. but until then, we'll have to write it right.
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lakeshore
02:13
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turnover
02:26
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turnover. rollover. i'm so dumb. you're so cute. you call me sweet. i call you beautiful. you are everything i wanted. you are everything to me. you are everything i wanted. you are everything to me.
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green
01:38
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fuck this.
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why can't i be snowing?
02:37
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and i listened to pump fake 3000 times and wished i could find my place, my generation.
sitting home alone after a fucking shitty show where no one showed up like they said they would.
and now we're grown ups. we're fucking grown up. with a bummed out swan song wasted on closed ears.
fuck this fuck everything no one even cares i wish they would care.
i hope that i die so people might listen to the songs i write, or wrote.
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intro
03:54
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