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Do it for the and do it for the dead Do it for the monsters under bed Do it for the teenagers and do it for mom Broken hearts hurt but they us strong, and
We won't until somebody calls the cops And even we'll start again and just pretend That nothing happened
We won't stop until somebody calls the And even then we'll start again and pretend That nothing ever
We're just dancing, just hugging Singing, screaming, kissing, On the of how it used to be it gonna be?
I'll drop kick Stover Move the starting over house And know Matt Rouse and Watching me my dreams
And we'll all damn day, every day That all this shit our has got us in will go away While we to figure out a way we can survive These trying times losing our minds
So if you wanna yourself that I love you And if you wanna cut Remember that I you
And if you wanna yourself Remember I love you Call me up before you're We can make some plans Send me an IM, I'll be friend
live from scheme to scheme But my quarter pipe dreams Are seeming more and worth fighting for
So I'll curate situations my job a big vacation And I'll say, fuck Bush and this war
My war paint is ink And I'll show you how much my stinks And ask you what you Because thoughts and words are powerful
They we're disposable Well, my thumbs are posable Spelled out on a word And letter score, and
We won't stop until calls the cops And even then we'll start and just pretend That nothing happened
We won't until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and pretend That ever happened
We won't stop until calls the cops And even then start again and just pretend That ever happened
We stop until somebody calls the cops And then we'll start again and just pretend nothing ever happened
We're just dancing, we're hugging Singing, screaming, kissing, On the sleeve of how it to be