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Waiting for the room to spin

The soul out of me

1am and I’m laughing at everybody

Hoping that when I wake up

I will still feel glad

It is 1 am and I’m trying to forgive

as the engine purrs along the inked-black road

the radio plays all the forgetful songs

but I will remember the melodies by memories

we are driving down the backroads

againist the wind and away from our troubles

go on until nobody remembers our names

Gets me nonewhere

But if I wanna to,

I woulda get outta of here

So watch me stay

As you go around

Don’t expect me to

Bow down as soon as

You come around

Cause I know you ain’t no king

With all the fake jewels on you

Honestly I don’t mind

Flirting with the devil

But I ain’t sticking around

For all the burning you

Got a boy back home in Michigan

And it tastes like Jack when I'm kissing him

So I told him that I never really liked his friends

Now he's gone and he's calling me a bitch again

There's a guy that lives in a garden state

And he told me that we make it 'til we graduate

So I told him the music would be worth the wait

But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

That we're meant to be

the mind of wise

and the heart of generosity

She plays in the meadow along the fairies,

daydreaming of all the struggles

she would change

Life told her to keep her eyes open

to all possibilities and to

keep her cards folded

Never once she will let her shine dim

so others can borrow the light

and feel alright

But deep down, she knows

that she’s nothing but a trouble

like biting a sweet chocolate chip cookie

only to find out it is made of plastic

Don’t know where we went wrong

And there’s no room for rewinds

Don’t know how we stayed strong

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Our parents set us up for failure

But we still can grow pure

Don’t know where we went wrong

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Our mountains are made of despair

I’ll still send prayers to make the world fair

Don’t know how we stayed strong

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I keep finding myself insanely lost

Please don’t grow up just to be a ghost

Don’t know where we went wrong

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The miles we endured will not come to end

The roads winded will not stop being bent

Don’t know how we stayed strong

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We could keep crying over our past

Or we could make our recent sorrows the last

Don’t know where we went wrong