work of fiction.
Any resemblance to anyone, or dead,
is coincidental and unintentional.
So many flowers,
trickled down the trees
Dropped out of high school,
it never really mattered
An d now they're here, making history
I bet they wish they had
their nose in a book
And all the friends can sing along
To a jam that's always wrong
And now I know it won't be long
Till the time that they're all gone
And for some peace of mind would you
Say the words that I want you to say
An d when you've got up your sleeves
All the things that you wanted to see
All the things that you wanted to see from me
Send a man up, hold it to yourself
And share the scavengers leave you alone
And all the birds,
they're cleaning out your teeth
They make you wish you had
a friend in this world
And all the flowers nev
er here
Concentrated with their fear
Sabotage the falling stars
Driving home in fucked up cars
For some peace of mind would you
Say the words that I want you to say
And when you grow up you'll see
All the things that you wanted to see
All the things that you wanted to see
Of me
If for some piece of fun would you say
the words that I want you to say
And when you come up you'll see
all the things that you wanted to see
All the things that you wanted to see from me
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