No one seems to understand
why junk just sort of finds
Beam me up Denny, I've got to get away,
things are
I understand my friends have all
got something to do tonight
but
Kenny you almost made it,
I'd say you were halfway there
Kenny
I feel sinking on the rise,
and the faith shines from
Agonizing over every word I want to say
Controlled by fears
Coming in out of the heat, a spider crawled across
Looking out my window
I see some old friends riding down
Wisdom tooth weekend and we can't play tonight,
Josh says his
You're feeling like you wanna
your parents say you gotta
your friends
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