Pressed Flowers
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Pressed Flowers
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Take back afternoon
I want to see you soon
I'm on the drive (drive, drive, drive)
So long, cokehead pain
I am the scatterbrain
The license plate on your direction
Feeling good, I'm feeling good, feeling good, feeling good
Feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good
Living like you never could, never could, never could
Never could, never could, never could, never could
Feeling good, I'm feeling good, feeling good, feeling good
Feeling good, feeling good, feeling good, feeling good
Living like you never could, never could, never could
Never could, never could, never could, never could
So what does it mean?
A new and dying scene?
Be nice in a while for you to leave, leave, leave, leave
I won't try to be prophetic
But I won't call a paramedic
Go have fun
Ill abort the ritual
I only see what I don't know
But times have tried to testify
Reconsider having a good time
Reconsider having a good time (sit down)
I'm out working (sit down)
I'm out mining (sit down)
I'm out working (sit down)
I'm out mining (sit down)
I'm out working, I'm out mining (sit down)
I'm out working, I'm out mining (sit down)
I'm out working, I'm out mining (sit down)
I'm out working
When it's all about the plans
I want to go back to sleep, sleep
Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
When I told you that I would last forever
When I said I would never die
I was lying
I was lying
I was lying
I was lying
Torn down ancient
Go to my apartment
Find a new time to
See the others aging
Hide all the cotton
Find a new begotten
Wonder where the time went
Contemplate the day spent
Living on hunger
I was dying
Living, I wonder
How I went on
Bustin' through the normal days, I blast our wicked eyes
Never stopped to think about the less inquisite mind
More unless you're old
Yesterday I was fine
Trying to deport
I don't care when she wants it, she'll see it tomorrow
Never thinkin', always drinkin' television show
West Virginia Academia, I will never go
Time is a boat and I won't row
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