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FALL OUT BOY Miscellaneous Growing Up i dried my eyes, now i crust them with sleep ill crust them over she begged me "dont hate me" she spun me a story where winning looks like loosing and im winning every time so thread spools sweetie, get ready until my silk is sold growing up growing up growing up yeah ill myself a new yeah ill myself a new ive dried my eyes, now its "rushmore" im deep with futures like chicago glenview never meant a thing to me she never meant a thing to me except for putting idealists in a body bag forget it ill go out tonight to piss on her doorstep and listen to the misfits "where eagels dare" to swallow whole up growing up growing up go! whoa-oh-oh i guess im my own better half whoa-oh-oh i guess im my own better half whoa, oh i guess im on my own yeah, yeah i guess im on my own yeah i guess im on my own yeah, yeah, yeah i guess im on my own |
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