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I want to tell you a little story ' |
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Cause it makes me warm inside |
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It's about some friends growing up |
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And all the things they tried |
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I'm not talking about staple shit |
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They went for something more |
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I guess it was too much dreaming |
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Too much to hope for |
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One day something funny happened |
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But it scared the shit out of me |
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Their heads went in different directions |
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And their friendship ceased to be (x2) |
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Someday, look back and laugh... |
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I'm telling you |
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I want it to work! |
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I don't like being hurt! |
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Something's not right inside! |
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And I can't always put it aside... |
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What can we do, what can we do? |
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Try! (x4) |
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**** it man! |
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I guess I make too much shit |
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Someday we'll look back and laugh |
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I'm telling you |
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I want it to work! |
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I don't like being hurt! |
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Something's not right inside! |
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And I can't always put it aside... |
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What can we do, what can we do? |
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Try! (x4) |
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**** it man! |
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I guess I make too much shit |
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Someday we'll look back and laugh |
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Mr. Present, go away |
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Come back and **** with us some other day |
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Mr. Feelings, run and hide |
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You have no right to what you feel inside |
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Mother****ers, quick to kiss |
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Talk your shit, but don't **** with this |
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All I want to know... |
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All I want to know is |
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Am I holding on? |
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Am I moving on? |
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What can we do, what can we do? (x4) |
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Try! (x4) |
