Tomorrow
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I'm gonna find a way to die
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I'm living only for a lover
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And the death of you and I
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But if you find a way to break my back
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With needles, thread, and guilt
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Will you cover me in kerosene
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And burn my strychnine quilt
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Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took
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Will you cry from all the drugs I took
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Will be my little come down hook
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And I'll never ask again
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Will I wake up feeling half of you
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Has been striped or torn in two
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To kill a young man's point of view
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Is to kill his only friend
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Oh, oh
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Tomorrow
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We're gonna find a place to live
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I'm packing only means for red wood dreams
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It's a place that you'll be excepted
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Oh fuck the world
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Just a boy and a girl
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But it's that leach you'll have to shake
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Through the love we'll need to make
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Call me sure
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Yeah I'm sure I said
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I said I'm open wide
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But you really have to understand
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We'll build a water slide
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If you're brave enough to hold my hand
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Oh, oh
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Tomorrow
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| Blue October |
