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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeGrowing Up
I dried my eyes, now I crust them with sleepI'll crust them overShe begged me "don't hate me"She spun me a storyWhere winning looks like loosingAnd im winning every timeSo thread spools sweetie, get readyUntil my silk is soldGrowing upGrowing upGrowing upYeah! I'll find myself anewYeah! I'll find myself anewI've dried my eyes, now it's "Rushmore"I'm deep with futures like ChicagoNo, Glenview never meant a thing to meShe never meant a thing to meExcept for putting idealists in a body bagForget itI'll go out tonight and piss on her doorstepAnd listen to The Misfits "Where Eagles Dare"To swallow wholeGrowing upGrowing upWhoa-oh-ohWhoa, I guess I'm my own better halfwhoa-oh-ohWhoa, I guess I'm my own better halfWhoa, yeah,I guess I'm on my ownyeah, yeahI guess I'm on my ownyeahI guess I'm on my ownyeah, yeah, yeahI guess I'm on my own
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