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the odds in playing chess lyrics
growing up an introvert
spray paint tagging walls off the wall
2 years money saved 2 years
tears with the smoke in the mirror yesterday
wearing vans everyday
working for a better state of mind even though
odd though grade yard shift
as above so below so below
do you see
do you see
eyes everywhere in my head
that suit and tie when i lay in bed
do you need
do you need me too
rise from the grave so you can stay
laugh and cry all in the same day
check mate when i think of you
and thе odds in playing chess
another win
upside down paris
anothеr kin
i guess it’s only fair if we say our sins
again and again and again again
there won’t be another president i guess
yes we hate growing old
written lines in bold
growing mold
playing chess
soldiers on the run in her eyes eyes eyes
her eyes like a switchblade cutting us up
inside they hide
with every move they bleed they lose
polar bears drowning
ice bergs drowing in the climate change of a century
singing till’ my lungs dry
singing till’ my lungs try
singing till’ my lungs dry
singing till’ my lungs try
f-ckin’ depressed
this song is so sad
he said watching vampires in a dark room
blood shedding all summer
can we eat soon?
r.i.p. jimmy joey nosfaratu (so sad)
i’m lucky in the end
grateful for my friends
credit scenes
more episodes are better than
red signs up in white lines
baby in the timeline
or sadly oding in the night time night time
do you see
do you see
eyes everywhere in my head
that suit and tie when i lay in bed
do you need
do you need me too
rise from the grave so you can stay
laugh and cry all in the same day
check mate when i think of you
and the odds in playing chess
another win
upside down paris
another kin
i guess it’s only fair if we say our sins
again and again and again again
there won’t be another president i guess
yes we hate growing old
written lines in bold
growing mold
playing chess
soldiers on the run in her eyes eyes eyes
her eyes like a switchblade cutting us up
inside they hide
with every move they bleed they lose
polar bears drowning
ice bergs drowing in the climate change of a century
singing till’ my lungs dry
singing till’ my lungs try
singing till’ my lungs dry
singing till’ my lungs try

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