Here it is I hide,
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independently confined to this Half Friend Town.
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Prisoner where I reside,
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cower from the Gainesville eye.
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Welcome to Half Friend Town.
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And we all know what that means.
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It means giving up and selling out on all of our dreams.
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Here I think in song,
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here I speak freely of my flaws (and my excesses).
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I pray it won't be long.
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I pray I will move on,
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while the rest regress.
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Out-punk or punk out.
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Those are your only options here.
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Half Friend Town
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| As Friends Rust |
