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    The garden state
    Has never looked so pitifull and grey
    As I awake to the garbage man today
    I hope they take of all my own mistakes because I can't seem to shake them on my own

    My head it spins when I look at the mirrored bench but 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
    That's all my fault that
    I need a sign like shooting stars
    To help connect the dots to turn my cuts into scars

    All of my fears
    Are getting checked by the medicine I take
    All of the guys are scared there's rumors of decent
    You will be a riot in my heart too
    Who wants to be beneath the open sky

    Here I am looking down at the bottom of the glasses
    That's all my fault that I need a sign like shooting stars to help connect

    My regrets are what keep me still alive
    I need to make up for all the lies
    My regrets are what keep me still alive
    I need to make up for all the lies

    Here I am looking at the bottom of the glasses
    That'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
    That'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 all the lies

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