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All Get Out
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Coach Connor
I still sit on the same white porch
Down the street
Just to the right of the bed shades by the window
In my seat the same three pair of shoes
I never worn before sit by the door
Its funny I sit here all alone
I remember a time when this house was made of gold and hopes and dreams
I loved every minute every second and every thought of what it could be
Took four to pay only three two afford, just barely
Its funny I live here all alone
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The lights still turn on
The air still blows both hot and cold
The waters still running
All the neighbors still think I'm 12 years old
I'm working on a fiction
So where the hell could all of my friends be
I have no convictions just seven years so I'm able to buy again
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