I'm trying to be someone else
Save one for the
Advance my directive
All the way so I can take it
Turn it up
Give me one time
I didn't think
The boxes piled high
No order, no mind
I'll save
Do you want to go dry now
So that I
Ahhh
Kori:
I'm so damn tired, can't hear myself
In
Home's all right
I believe, I believe you have your
You're spending too long
The people were wrong
They don't even know
We've been on the run, driving in the sun
Looking out
Clean out your eyes
I never meant to be your
It's the way I see it, and oh what a
We lied in so many words
We say that we'd
Oh, you and me on a fantasy
This is what it's
Don't put your hand in the pockets that feed you
You
Why does the rhythm get me every time?
It wouldn't
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