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GWhite knuckles and sleepy eyes
That's how you and I grew upC, that's how we grew apart
You've got some Gbig expectations
Hiding in that small midC-western town that you call home
It's been twEmenty Gsomething years and I've never Dbeen home
I doGn't eEmven know wCho the hell I am anymore
G I'm really just a kid who's stuck with all the fucked up
stCuff that comes with life
There's nights I think about how there's someone Gelse that feels how I do
It helps to think I'm not alCone.
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