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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMiss This (Unreleased)
Right now I'm sitting in my room writing a songIt's never felt like home here, but I guess it's not far offMom is in the kitchen and my clothes are on the floorHomesick disposition with one foot out the doorI live in the suburbs, But it's quick drive into townI'll pretend it's New York City, when no one else is aroundAnd there's parents and their kids, they're in the lawnI forgot that in a year it'll be goneI miss thisBut I'm living itI wish I could grab life by their shouldersAnd scream: I'm sick of getting older'Cause I miss thisBut I'm living itOne day I'll move onOne day I'll move outAnd I'll wish that I wasWhere I am right now
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