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This she did in for us to see
She in here too drunk to do the show
the trains and cars
Broken glass and hub caps
of a gun

Row house, row house, through
Let the city up to fill the screen
Clothes out of closets, doorknobs falling off
The guitar guy played good feedback
And sounding riffs

his mild mannered look on, yeah he was truly hip
The girl started out in red leather
Very I'm in a band, with pads
We watched her over and lay down
Shouting the truths of high school journal keepers

Row house, row house, through
Let the city up
Twister, buster, hospital bed
see you, see you
See you on the

Now we're so merge ideas, of song forms and freedom
seafood, miss cheesecake, a couple of miss donuts
The of a blade pressed to the throat of your reflected image
Poised, yet screwed up
Yes sir, yes sir, step up

None of us know, where we're to get to
What sort of live where we tryin' to
Now we're told so merge ideas, of song and freedom
out of life, nothing is out of reach
L..A. is more confusing now, than anywhere I've ever to
I'm New York City, breath it out and let it in

are you now?
When your broken eyes are
Head in a dream, green sailboats
Borrowed and returned
Emotions, books, on life

twenty fifteen
Hello fifteen