Please take care of yourself was the last thing I said,
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Right before that operator made us disconnected.
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Please take care of yourself was the last thing I said,
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Right before that operator made us disconnected.
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If you can hear me right now, I've got a formula vow
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That swears I'll do my best to figure out this situation.
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First of all I'll explain why I caused all that water
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But never fixed that leaking pipe that floods us to the sealing.
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An empty shot glass doesn't lie so I fulfilled my appetite
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And crossed my fingers that the good Lord will take care of you and I again.
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So now that I found it,
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I'll tie the ropes around it.
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And make sure that the bottle never bothers us again.
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Well I promise this time really. yeah?
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I'm cleaning up sincerely. yeah.
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And I'll make sure that the devil never bothers you again.
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How I wish that you had sold me on all of those big goals
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Of being a good father not a careless liar.
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Well am I really that old, ignorant or to slow
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To realize I have lost my golden ticket back home?
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Golden Ticket
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| Manchester Orchestra |
