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He said "my stage is a war torn land |
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A band of extremes in the Asbury sand" |
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I said, "stay fierce my summertime fire |
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The days you were mine would have never expired |
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If it wasn't for me |
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And my hypocrisy" |
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A twisted girl's an ugly sight |
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Fresh from the lakes where the meadows ignite |
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I had your steps to happiness |
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I was blind so blind yeah you were the best |
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A fast exit |
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I was wrong |
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I've frozen you in a weekend song |
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And flowers on the page will never be |
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Scream your songs by the ocean blue |
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Shatter the myths in the New England dew |
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And stay fierce my summertime fire |
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The days you were mine should have never expired |
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We're touring our hearts out. |
