Worst Party Ever - I Drive Past A Light Store on The Way To Your House | Текст песни

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I live in your mind.
Years gone, weeks in time.
You're just passing by.
And the faces grow but I don't see a thing I did or things I'd grow to like.
You won't mind.
You won't mind.

And I seem to close.
To the things that never stay the same, it's awful, its tragic it's just the way you are.
I'm still sore.
And i'm on your floor.

And I, am just gonna like
The things to come, i'll force myself to always keep my life, on its track.
It's never coming back.

And I seem to close.
To the things that never stay the same, it's awful, its tragic it's just the way you are.
I'm still sore.
Laying on your floor.
And i'm still sore.
Laying on your floor.

And I seem to close.
To the things that never stay the same, Its awful, its tragic, its just the way you are.
And i'm still sore.
Laying on Lees floor.
And i'm still sore.
Laying on Lees floor.

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