The perfect mix of music and traffic.
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I'm so stoked about breathable oxygen.
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"so long" is thirty miles long.
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City life is so not attractive, when paranoia's gotten the best of me.
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I look long and hard.
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I'm always wrong.
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Eight years and five months to blame for who I am today.
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Think I was bored in New Jersey.
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Old friends.
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Still talk to some.
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I'll crawl back under the rock I came from.
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Yea, I was born in new Jersey and it will die in me.
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Spent some time away from my feelings.
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While everything around me was crushing me for long.
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Denying being wrong.
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I broke down.
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Built up. Broke down.
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I broke down.
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Built up broke down twice.
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That's right.
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I gotta song along.
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Banned From Teen Arts
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| None More Black |
