I bet you feel it's magic it's boredom setting in
fingers turn brown that's where I'll begin.
I'm in this sad position I know I'm in the wrong
when I'm all screwed around I can't count 7 friends that I got.
'cause when I'm out with the fellas drinking
up like a storm. When we're all out together
they all say on your feet dance some more.
I can't hold a candle to all that I pretend
running around and the thought of my life going end
over end. You probably feel it's righteous but I've died 100 times.
When we're undercovers we joke with one another
rules are only rules if we want them to be
we can be the fools if we want to be in our hearts
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