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THE KIDS AREN'T ALRIGHT .
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Stuck in the jet wash
Bad trip I couldn't get off
And maybe I bit off more than I could chew,
And overhead of the aqua blue...
Fall to your knees bring on the rapture
Blessed be the boys time can't capture
On film or between the sheets,
I always fall from your window
To the pitch black streets
And with the black banners raised,
As the crooked smiles fade...
Former heroes who quit too late,
Who just wanna fill up the trophy case again...
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I'm not passive, but aggressive
Take note, it's not impressive...
Empty your sadness
Like you're dumping your purse on my bedroom floor
We put your curse in reverse
And it's our time now if you want it to be,
Maul the world like a carnival bear set free!
And your love is anemic, and I can't believe
That you couldn't see it coming from me
And I still feel that rush in my veins,
It twists my head just a bit to think
All the people in those old photographs I've seen are dead...
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