and i sing songs about my friends
the way we grew up and all the loose ends we used to laugh
cause we didn't give a damn
i plea for relief
this town won't recede all the things that i want, the things that i need
and i'll beg and i'll beg
i'm down on my knees
let me please leave
the way we grew up and all the loose ends we used to laugh
cause we didn't give a damn
i plea for relief
this town won't recede all the things that i want, the things that i need
and i'll beg and i'll beg
i'm down on my knees
let me please leave
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