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Up to no good, incarcerated Crescentwood pushing insane, thinking I was John Wayne life was looking grim, can you hear me, can you hear me, you pilgrims

It's a small world after all turns out that we both shop at the mall I see you with your dude he's the one with the really bad tattoos drawn on like

WAIT UP, PUT ME IN A PHOTOGRAPH TEAR IT UP, WATCHING EVERYBODY LAUGH NEW KID IN A BRAND NEW TOWN SEVERED FROM MY BETTER HALF here we go again, we got

Every day I used to write a song for you even when they sucked you said they were cool always used to go to the local shows even see the bands that we

One thousand bracelets, no style this damn Ayn Rand book and too many miles they're in between us, well I know what I'm not is finally starting to show

I got a car and it doesn't drive all over town but with the right attitude it's gonna come alive all over town I'll hit the gas and drive so fast they

I hear voices, people think I'm crazy they can talk but it doesn't really phase me late at night when the lights go down when I close my eyes I hear