Set it up
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You seem not estranged to the cigarette you're lighting
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You're most screwed up
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Cause that's the shirt you wear and that's how you like it
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When you grow
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Can't you stand to be a man
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Or will you always brand
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The light up in the sky you're hating
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Mom and dad, they're always pacing
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20 years and trying to get away
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You're a lucky one with all your trying
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And that luck is all you'll have left, trying to prove you
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It can't be fun
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When you see that all your real friends knew you were lying
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But you're never done
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With your stories, your excuses, your goodbye-ing
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When you push
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Them away, you might have less day
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For blowing out
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That light up in the sky you're hating
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Mom and day, they're still complaining
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20 years and trying to get away
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You're a lucky one with all your trying
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And that luck is all you'll have left, trying to prove you
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She's all you got
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She's all you got
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She changes a lot
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A preacher, you are not
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But you know all the right things to say
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You ruined it all
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But it never was your turn to pay attention
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Attention's all
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All that you want but that you would never mention
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Watch your wall
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And watch that bridge, you might tumble over
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When your one wish is
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For the light up in the sky you're hating
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Mom and day, they'll be there waiting
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20 years and trying to get away
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You're a lucky one with all your trying
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And that luck is all you'll have left, trying to prove you
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A Lucky One
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Aslyn |