Crippled Children - Peter Pan Has a Mortgage | Текст песни

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Dirty Walls and Filthy Floors
It's in this basement, I forged the realest thing I've ever known.
Newspaper covered windows,
We grew up under the glow of christmas lights.
You've got your bars and we've got the basement.
You've got your suits and we've got our t-shirts.
I never wanted to end up like you.
We all may be growing up, but only some of us are dying

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