I could hear all the plans we had when the wind hits me just right
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and i'm so sick of wanting all the things i'm haunted by
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my sympathy goes to the oldest joke that's survived another year
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i wonder where i'm going from where i'm at i wonder why i'm still here.
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the writing on the subway walls reminds me why your words don't
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console me anymore while i'm lying wide awake on my bedroom floor.
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i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out of here this is my last chance to disappear.
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i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out of here, i think i may freeze on the last
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days of summertime. the local papers always opened up to obituaries
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and engagements cause i keep track of all the fresh starts and he dying famous
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and there's a hate of second-hand smoke underneath the summer stars
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along with conversations we had on this subway car. the writing on the subway
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walls reminds me why your words don't console me anymore while i'm lying
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wide awake on my bedroom floor. i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out of here
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this is my last chance to disappear, i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out of here,
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i think i may freeze on the last days of summertime. remember when, when you said,
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you said take these words and do what you want with them. the writing on the subway
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walls reminds me why your words don't console me anymore, while i'm lying wide awake
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on my bedroom floor. i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out of here this is my last
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chance to disappear. i'm the lucky one, i;m getting out of here, i think
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i may freeze on the last days of summertime.
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Don't Fall Asleep On The Subway
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Less Than Jake |