Pick Flowers, Not Fights
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Pick Flowers, Not Fights
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gentlemen, i found a spokesman for a generation on the fence
i swear to god, but all i get is her trainee assistant, far and distant
so many bodies on the street tonight
and we're not leaving here without a fight
don't tell me i don't know what its like to be alone
little girl, you've been spreading lies around this town like no one's business
little boy, you've been counting down the 15 minutes we spent singing
so many hobbies broke my back tonight
and we're not leaving here without a fight
don't tell me i dont know what its like to be alone
don't tell i dont know how to run this fashion show
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