Been gone a long time
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I kinda lost my way, I can't find it
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And I caught a short ride
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To the grave and back this season
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I can try to get by
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But every time I start to panic
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I'm a little bit shy
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A bit strange and a little bit manic
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La da da da, da da da da
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La da da da, da da da da da
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[x2]
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I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor
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Cut up by sharper rocks, and washed up along the shore
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I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand
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Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land
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On the narrowing line, what a way to sort my troubles
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In a very short time, gonna pop, better duck and cover
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Can you figure me out? I got caught like a little kid stealing
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Did I say it too loud? A bit hard or a little misleading
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La da da da, da da da da
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La da da da, da da da da da
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[x2]
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I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor
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Cut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shore
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I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand
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Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land
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La da da da, da da da da
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La da da da, da da da da da
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[x2]
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I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor
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Cut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shore
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I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand
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Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land
|
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I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor
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Cut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shore
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I reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my hand
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Made its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land
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Wishing Well
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| Blink-182 |
