The colors bleed in from the downslide, it's always been a part of the game
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You're still standing around in squares wondering who's to blame
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For all the years, gone by much quicker when you're young
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We'll still smell the flowers bloom long after you're gone
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You won't waste your time on lonely tales and nursery rhymes
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Waste your time on clouded words and borrowed time but I have...I have to
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The bottom just burned from the downslide
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It's always been a part of your game, still standing around feeling
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Proud with your Daddy's name
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But can you feel...my heart gets darker with the sun?
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So eager to please your past that you're willing to forget the one
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Who won't waste your time on lonely tales and nursery rhymes
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Waste your time on borrowed words and clouded minds but I have...I have to
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Bitterness will get the best of you
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Emptiness will get the best of you
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Loneliness is always there for you
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Happiness will be the death of you
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Slow 44
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Bob Guiney |