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West side of town, |
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we've got weighed down |
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Like minds all down 'til the end |
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Where we're living's where we're laying our heads down |
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Doesn't really matter where you're from |
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Under skies that have no end, |
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I'd die without my friends |
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All the glimmering hearts with the self-cut hair |
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All the prettiest girls with the brains that work |
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All the freshest kids with the Heart Guts shirts |
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In the midday or the morning sun |
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We're living in a suitcase screaming... let's go |
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In the evening or the falling rain |
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screaming our lungs out trying ... let's go, let's go |
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We're rolling as good as it gets |
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Give me sparks don't give me regrets |
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I'm never gonna call it quits, |
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I love the ones I'm living with |
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This is a hell of a team |
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we've got here tonight |
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All the glimmering hearts with their games on lock |
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All the prettiest girls with their stitched tight slacks |
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All the freshest kids with the patched up backs |
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In the midday or the morning sun |
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We're living in a suitcase screaming... let's go |
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In the evening or the falling rain |
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screaming our lungs out trying ... let's go, let's go |
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Promises, we're either sweet or we're dead |
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One thing to know about me, bsod |
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Still rolling as good as it gets |
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Give me sparks don't give me regrets |
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I'm never gonna call it quits, |
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I love the ones I'm living with |
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This is a hell of a team |
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we've got here tonight |
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All the glimmering hearts with their heads held up high |
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All the prettiest girls with their death punk looks |
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All the freshest kids with the Villains & Crooks |
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In the midday or the morning sun |
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We're living in a suitcase screaming ... let's go |
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In the evening or the falling rain |
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screaming our lungs out trying ... let's go, let's go |