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All Get Out
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Coach Connor
I still sit on the same white porch Down the street Just to the right of the bed shades by the window In my seat the same three pair of shoes I never worn before sit by the door Its funny I sit here all alone
I remember a time when this house was made of gold and hopes and dreams I loved every minute every second and every thought of what it could be Took four to pay only three two afford, just barely Its funny I live here all alone Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
The lights still turn on The air still blows both hot and cold The waters still running All the neighbors still think I'm 12 years old I'm working on a fiction So where the hell could all of my friends be I have no convictions just seven years so I'm able to buy again
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