LYRICS
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Em-Am-F-C
we so clearly defined
what’s wrong, what’s right
we self-righteously opposed
mistakes we caused

don’t bother to explain
I don’t want to know
there are things that I must say
that can’t be wrong

F-G-E7-Am
and I miss this town,
for the quiet humility that.. I often lack
it floods and I drown,
in street lights and sounds, and I want it back

so between this word and… this,
it’s you, I miss.
everytime you rolled the dice,
you pay the price

And those who haven’t left are leaving
and i know that feeling
while thinking that just maybe I will stay

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