For all the girls that have interest in me.
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Please forget me. Just go home. I'm breaking bones
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Over roaming free, empty, and with nowhere to go.
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Who wants a boy sad and hurt from you missing your call back?
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I am not wanted when you are not around. I hate myself and I
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can't help it. Because I don't know how to call it a night, I love you
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and can't help it.
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I walk to have a hold on this. Someone please help me.
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I walk along silent roads trying to figure out how to figure this all
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out. Those times of trying too hard to have it all under control, all
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understood, where nothing makes any sense. I am the ghost
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lingering on behind in time past, and there's nothing for me.
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I want to have a hold on this. Someone please help me.
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(These are quick romances that are adding up kills.)
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If This Band Thing Doesn't Pan Out, We're Joining The Army
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Curl Up And Die |