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Retirement Party
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Men's Volleyball
Somehow I'm the one apologizing every other night Is it my sad mental state that creates the pit in my stomach That puts the fault on mine? Maybe it was fate that I forgot to give you that shitty cassette tape until last night When I caught a glimpse of your lips on hers and I lost my focus I couldn't compose my mind When you tore out the stitches I labored over to suppress my emotions I had only ever showed you mine
And your cigarette smoke, it sticks to my clothes Like the words I stole, and wrote off as my own
Shortness of breath, carcinogens bled out from your chest Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com In and out, breath through your mouth Take in what you can and just throw the rest out Your ball and chain is keeping me here When I just want to run away Charm and wit has a tighter grip than my conscious will ever muster up anyway Victim of my inability to stand up for myself and push the guilt away
And your cigarette smoke, it sticks to my clothes Like the words I stole, and wrote off as my own And your cigarette smoke, it sticks to my clothes Just like the words I stole, and wrote off as my own
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