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Lost in You
03:30
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I like to say I’ll walk away
To go do something new
Night after night the time ain’t right
And now I realize that I’m lost in you
And there’s nothing I can do
Lost in you
Once in a while I crack a smile
’Til you come back in view
Cause it’ll be years before my tears
Can dry completely
I’m still lost in you
And there’s no way I’ll break through
Lost in you
Like purple hides the blue
Lost in you
Since you took me for your fool
I waited so long for love to come and find me
Been a long time since I’ve felt free from you
When I’m feeling strong, you show up
Gotta Keep me struggling on the floor
Day after day I feel afraid
To throw away these blues
Year after year I’ve had these fears
You got me, darkness,
I’m still lost in you
You’re the only thing that’s true
Lost in you
Yes I’m always lost in you
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Home Town Ghost
04:04
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It's still there
So how did it dissapear?
And why do I care
When I only come a couple times a year?
I'm feeling spooky on these streets
Walking a path of sad defeat
And Taco Johns
Doesn't taste the way it should
These notes sound wrong
Were my favorite records ever really good?
I'm feeling lonely in my old haunts
That used to be all I could ever want.
I guess that I'm a ghost in my hometown waving goodbye
To the ghost of my hometown with a sigh
Look, there's another store
That wasn't there when I was
There go some different folks
Leaving my old friend's house
They all moved away
Like I moved away
But some old essence stayed
I guess that I'm a ghost in my hometown waving goodbye
To the ghost of my hometown with a sigh
Yeah I'm a ghost in my hometown waving goodbye
To the ghost of my hometown
Bye Bye
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"B.M.S."
05:28
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Always thought you should have been a baker
You brought brownies to class
But it was never good enough
For you merely to pass
And you would smile and roll your eyes
At your deadbeat boy
Whose small imagination
Gave you a passing joy
You knew that I was always so afraid
About losing you
But you assured me every day
My fears were so far from true
They all thought that you were such a faker
Your skateboard friends
‘Cause you were always studying
When those hangouts would end
But I was always root for you
When I would see
That all your applications
Were for the Ivy Leagues
You knew that you were bound for better things
Than this podunk town
You knew that you would have to move away
Before it tied you down
‘Cause we went our separate ways
Moved on from my halcyon days
Oh
Can’t believe I ever thought you would stay
Never thought that you’d be into pretty boys
But I was clearly wrong
Judging by the chaperone
You got trailing along
I see you’ve thrown your board away
Got rid of your Van’s
And now you’ve gone and married you
A sophisticated man
And it’s been a long time since I loved you
But part of me always will
Especially that rebellion
You tried so hard to kill
Don’t know the girl you are now
Couldn’t be
The one I loved anyhow
No
I fell in love with the girl in the
Picture of you wearing your Bam Margera sweatshirt
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