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By Dashboard Confessio, It's yet to be determined,but the air is thick,and my
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By Dashboard Confessio, So quietanother wasted night,the television steals the conversationexhale,another wasted breath,again
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By Dashboard Confessio, So long sweet summer,I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked
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By Dashboard Confessio, Sharp disaster in a fresh new comaWas it worth it
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By Dashboard Confessio, I'm not sure of anyone, anyoneBut I've got plansI'm not
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By Dashboard Confessio, She said "I've gotta be honest,You're wasting your time if
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By Dashboard Confessio, For the years it takes to see you'Til I almost
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By Dashboard Confessio, Down in a local barOut on the boulevardThe sound of
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By Dashboard Confessio, I catalog these steps now Decisive and intentioned precise and
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By Dashboard Confessio, carry this picture for luckkept in a lockettucked in your
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By Dashboard Confessio, carry this picture for luckkept in a lockettucked in your
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By Dashboard Confessio, Carve your heart out yourself Hopelessness is your cell Since
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By Dashboard Confessio, I believe in clean breaks, I keep the old troubles
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By Dashboard Confessio, The air is visible around you, rising up and off
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By Dashboard Confessio, The sky glowsI see it shining when my eyes closeI
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By Dashboard Confessio, Am i drowning you out?Boasts of defectionIf everything was up
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By Dashboard Confessio, She smiled in a big way, the way a girl
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By Dashboard Confessio, It's just like you to contestyou wear it like a
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By Dashboard Confessio, Fever DreamsCan only haunt you'Til the fever breaksThey can only
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By Dashboard Confessio, It's been a year now, since you were here nowAnd
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By Dashboard Confessio, I'm starting to fashion an idea in my headwhere I
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By Dashboard Confessio, I guess it’s luck, but it’s the same Hard luck,
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By Dashboard Confessio, Breathe in for luck,breathe in so deep,this air is blessed,you
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By Dashboard Confessio, We are the only ones who feel itTonight we drink,
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By Dashboard Confessio, Hey girl, you've got a smart way About you that
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By Dashboard Confessio, She had a history of killing herself I had a
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By Dashboard Confessio, Slip out the back before thoseHandlers get to tight on
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By Dashboard Confessio, You are a razor bladeYou are precision-cutYou are a stare
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By Dashboard Confessio, What you've found sure upsets youNever saw it coming did
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By Dashboard Confessio, [Originally written by Weezer]Jamie, what you doing now?What you doing