Pretty soon we'll be planting marigolds Pretty
soon we'll be trading stories What ever happened
to the baby that I used to know I sit here
staring as my body grows cold And when you tell
me I feel fine And when you touch me I feel Fine
I caught you flirting with my memory You said
that she was just a friend Some things are better
when they're standing in front of me Some things
grow bitter when they're near the end Say goodbye
to the vinyl we had Say goodbye to the radio songs
You said you'd always keep around I don't know if
I'll be happy I don't know if I'll be sad I'll
always be there when you drown I'll place my why
inside your sympathy I'll leave my x beside your
o My generation is a runaway centipede My
generation is about to go
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