It's gone on far too long,
Why are you never wrong?
Why are the stories always the same?
Seems like they always
I've waited too long to have you
Hide in the back
Half the girl I used to be
She's still dressing
Raise your hands up to the skies
And pray for a
You're breaking down inside
You're breaking down inside
It's just a matter
It's funny that way, you can get used
To the tears
I soaked my eyes in static
You taught me how
Summer days drifting away my love
Fading out to the sound
Let's get just a little too proud
That's the way it
I'm starting to crave a kalashnikov
I'm spending my pennies
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