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Hanging with all the Unloved kids Lunch at nine with the Straight edge Don't you remember Remember when it used To be sunburns and bike rides Too I've held my breath with Every little step On the shards of the past But everything seems to get a Little smaller with every time You frown So now I'm Hanging with all the Unloved kids Lunch tonight with the Straight edge And I don't know who to believe In the battle But everyone seems A little too chill With me drowning in my Own spill And I know its my Fault and I know it's Undoing the ties we shared so Long, long ago But I've just got to Hang with all the Unloved kids Skip lunch at nine with the Straight edge
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
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Hanging with all the Unloved kids Lunch at nine with the Straight edge Don't you remember Remember when it used To be sunburns and bike rides Too I've held my breath with Every little step On the shards of the past But everything seems to get a Little smaller with every time You frown So now I'm Hanging with all the Unloved kids Lunch tonight with the Straight edge And I don't know who to believe In the battle But everyone seems A little too chill With me drowning in my Own spill And I know its my Fault and I know it's Undoing the ties we shared so Long, long ago But I've just got to Hang with all the Unloved kids Skip lunch at nine with the Straight edge
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
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