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The Garden State Has never looked so pitiful and gray As I awake to the garbage left today I hope they take all of my old mistakes 'Cause I can't seem to shake them on my own My eye it spins When I look at the mirror glancing at the man I see With anchors for his eyes I build my castles up in the skies So when it rains, they melt away with shame Here I am Looking down at the bottom of the glasses It's all my fault that I need a sign, like shooting stars To help connect the dots And turn my cuts into scars All of my fears Are getting checked by the medicine I take All other guys just gather rumors of decent There will be a riot in my heart soon It wants to be beneath the open sky Here I am Looking down at the bottom of the glasses It's all my fault that I need a sign, like shooting stars To help connect the dots And turn my cuts into scars My regrets are what keep me still alive, I need to make up for the lies My regrets are what keep me still alive, I need to make up for the lies Here I am Looking down at the bottom of the glasses It's all my fault that I need a sign, like shooting stars To help connect the dots And turn my cuts into scars Here I am Looking down at the bottom of the glasses It's all my fault that I need a sign, like shooting stars To help connect the dots And turn my cuts into scars My regrets are what keep me still alive, I need to make up for the lies |
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