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Lyrics
Seaside Heights
I was ill at the reception; you’re dancing in
Throwing you shows, got you canceling On your elbows, knees, and thighs scrubbing kitchen floors as you wonder why how you used to be fly, you had your own mind you had your own style, until you stole mine And now you got his, and that’s dirty kicks How you gonna walk around with dirty kicks? But as your clothes would dress the cold floor And you’re feeling on the insecure was just a way to get by, it’s just a way to get by... you did first dance as husband and wife To a song by someone that had been my favorite in life To a song by someone that I even told you about To a song my broken stereo could only play out The first time we went out, drove back to your home Late on the first date, without a phone We rocked pagers like "trekkies and tazers" Photons and phazers, white folks in blazers If I could paint those years, I’d need an eraser Don’t tell me I’m cold, its just my heart is a glacier But you knew that before... but you knew that before, is it hard to believe that sometimes you want me around you knew that before, threw you back to the sea that sometimes you need me around I was packing up my life, no hug on the block Just a home in a row like a hole in a sock Never feeling all the brothery love, Except heading to the club like "baby, gimmie some love" We get to smoking the drugs, to open our minds, Laying the tracks, and pressing rewind it’s a long way spiraling down, when u got a home but there’s no one around You’ll never die when you’re 22, what in this world would ever want with you it’s a just way to get by, its just way we get by...
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