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******in the suburbs i, i learned to drive |
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and you told me wed never survive |
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grab your mothers keys were leavin |
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you always seemed so sure |
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that one day wed be fighting |
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in a suburban war |
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your part of town against mine |
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i saw you standin on the opposite shore |
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but by the time the first bombs fell |
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we were already bored |
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we were already, already bored |
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sometimes i cant believe it |
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im movin past the feeling |
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sometimes i cant believe it |
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im movin past the feeling again |
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the kids want to be so hard |
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but in my dreams were still screamin |
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and runnin through the yard |
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and all of the walls that they built in the 70s finally fall |
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and all of the houses they build in the 70s finally fall-- |
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meant nothin at all? |
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meant nothin at all, |
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it meant nothin |
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sometimes i cant believe it |
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im movin past the feeling |
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sometimes i cant believe it |
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im movin past the feeling and into the night |
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so can you understand, |
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why i want a daughter while im still young? |
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i wanna hold her hand, |
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and show her some beauty, |
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before this damage is done |
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but if its too much to ask |
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if its too much to ask |
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then send me a son |
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under the overpass |
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in the parking lot were still waiting |
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its already past |
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so move your feet from hot pavement |
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and into the grass |
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cause its already past |
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its already, already past |
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sometimes i cant believe it |
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im movin past the feeling |
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sometimes i cant believe it |
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im movin past the feeling again |
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im movin past the feeling |
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im movin past the feeling |
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in my dreams were still screaming |
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were still screaming |
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were still screaming |