I can't put yout your fire, i know it's too late

I can't be up for hire, it's not my best trait

The gallow glass is cracking, it's starting to smash

How can you cry without blinking a lash



You're feeling cross and wavy on the edge of the cuff

You're pushing and popping, you don't get enough

You wish that it was over, you never slow down

You're looking for kicks, there's nothing around



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You can't hold on too long, it's alright

You can't hold on too long, it's alright



You're surrounded by the laughing boys

They puncture your style

They send for their bandanas, you try for their smile

You'd like to come in colors, you don't know wich one

You can't be too choosy, it's just for fun



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