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S I yes to find a shore
A beach doesn't anymore
And we can crush some plants to paint my walls
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was too to bathe
Or or write or try to make a change
Now I can shoot a gun to my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much
battle plans written on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a metal car
Tried to amplify the sound
Of light
And love
Christ is cursed of "faders" and "maders"
take a knife to split a hair
Or scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
And you might to for the weekend wars
Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound
Of sand and cold
diamond heart
I'm the weekend warrior
My predictions are the only things I have
I can amplify the sound
Of light
And love
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't how to begin
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
I up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't know how to begin
I'm a and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't how to begin
A beach doesn't anymore
And we can crush some plants to paint my walls
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was too to bathe
Or or write or try to make a change
Now I can shoot a gun to my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much
battle plans written on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a metal car
Tried to amplify the sound
Of light
And love
Christ is cursed of "faders" and "maders"
take a knife to split a hair
Or scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
And you might to for the weekend wars
Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound
Of sand and cold
diamond heart
I'm the weekend warrior
My predictions are the only things I have
I can amplify the sound
Of light
And love
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't how to begin
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
I up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't know how to begin
I'm a and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't how to begin
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