| I can't afford therapy |
| So I talk to my shadow at night |
| He said you made a mess of me |
| And I'm starting to think he was right |
| All I see are memories |
| Burning holes in the back of my mind |
| Are the hills reel in front of me? |
| Or am I dreaming of a place I can hide? |
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| Find me on the other side |
| My own little paradise |
| Finally took your advice |
| And got the fuck up out your life |
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| I got way too many friends |
| That don't even know my name |
| Yeah, they love me and we party |
| And they say that I am to blame |
| I've been dreaming of this life |
| Way before I hit LA |
| Wanna call you from my Alto |
| But I don't know what to say |
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| I'm changing |
| It's time that we admit that we can't save it |
| We're damaged, but I love you and I hate it |
| So I don't wanna do this no more |
| No more |
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| Find me on the other side |
| My own little paradise |
| Finally took your advice |
| And got the fuck up out your life |
|
| Find me on the other side |
| My own little paradise |
| Finally took your advice |
| And got the fuck up out your life |
|
| I got way too many friends |
| That don't even know my name |
| Yeah, they love me and we party |
| And they say that I am to blame |
| I've been dreaming of this life |
| Way before I hit LA |
| Wanna to call you from my Alto |
| But I don't know what to say |
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