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Yes, I wish that I could be here
 It's like my mind has gone to waste
 'Cause I forget your rules for old times sake
 You should let me know when you're tired
 'Cause I never know when you're tired
 Scratchy throats and the desert heat
 I think that happiness is overrated like your white fucking teeth
 I miss binging TV shows
 Sitcom, laugh, shitty movie joke
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 Once more through this breach, my sons
 Promises of loneliness and awkward conversation
 Once more through this breach, my sons
 Teenages drinking everywhere, acting older as a dare
 So say goodbye and take this light
 And I know you want to be alright
 You can say this was a fire
 But what's the point of being right?
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
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 Once more through this breach, my sons
 Promises of loneliness and awkward conversation
 Once more through this breach, my sons
 Teenages drinking everywhere, acting older as a dare
 So say goodbye, and take this light
 And I know you want to be alright
 You can say this was a fire
 But what's the point in being right?
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head
 You're over your head