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2010 |
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2. | Super Soaker |
3. | Idiot |
4. | When Will You Come |
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7. | Baseball Cards |
8. | Convertible Balloon |
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10. | Mickey Mouse |
11. | Linus Spacehead |
12. | Baby Say Goodbye |
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Let the sun burn my eyes
Let it burn my back
Let it sear through my tights
I�ll feel wide wide open
Let the sun burn my eyes
Let it burn my back
At the beach
In my dreams
But you still
You�re never gonna stop me
You�re never gonna stop me
You�re never gonna stop me
You�re never gonna stop me
King of the beach
King of the beach
Let the sun burn my eyes
Let it burn my back
Let it burn through my tights
I�ll feel wide wide open
At the beach ???
??? wide wide open
At the beach
In my dreams
But you still
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
King of the beach
Never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
King of the beach
King of the beach
King of the beach
King of the beach
King of the beach
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Misery
Will you comfort me?
In my time of need
Would you understand?
Understand, won't you understand?
In my time of need
Would you understand?
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
With you
With you
With you
With you
Hold my hand
Won't you hold my hand
In my time of need
Would you understand?
Understand, won't you understand
In my time of need
Would you understand?
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
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Well I hate my writin'
It's all the same
When it drips like posture
My head just hangs
And I hate myself man
But who's to blame?
I guess I'm just see through
Windowpanes
Because of this I'll wait
To take on the world would be something
To take on the world would be something
To take on the world would be something
To take on the world would be something
Something, something
I still hate my music
It's all the same
When it drips like posture
My head just hangs
And I hate myself man
But who's to blame?
I guess I'm just fucked up
Or too insane
Because of this I'll wait
To take on the world would be something
To take on the world would be something
To take on the world would be something
To take on the world would be something
Something, something
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Green eyes, I'd run away with you
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try running away
I'm just not fast enough
I'm just not fast enough
My, my own friends
Hate my guts
So what? Who gives a fuck?
Green eyes, I'd run away with you
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try staying awake
I'm just not man enough
I'm just not man enough
My, my own friends
Hate me
But I don't give a shit
Sky high
Will I fly high? Maybe
Soar high, soar right through it
Green eyes, I'd run away with you
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try running away
I'm just not fast enough
I'm just not man enough
I would try and understand
I would try and understand
That I'm to blame
'Cause I'm so lame
I'm just not man enough
I'm just not man enough
My, my own friends
Hate me
But I don't give a shit
Fly high
Will I fly high? Maybe
Soar high, soar right through it
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