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Rock
Tekst piosenki
This one’s for you, self appointed critic
The next time you’re in town
I’ll be taking messages
Leave your name and number
I’ll call you when I’m interested
This one’s for you, pointless endeavor
The price you put on forever
Is bigger than my bank account
You’re always writing numbers down
I’ve been thinking clearly
Burning the leaves off of my misery
I can watch the embers flicker
And hope that things soon get better
I wake up each morning with a question
“Today will I be worth your attention?”
Your closing statement:
“Live life like you were born to leave it.”
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