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Back when I was first on my own |
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Before I had me a love before playing in a band |
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At the tender age |
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Not old enough to drink but the best age to get drunk |
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You were all in the world that I had |
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Just me and my unusual friend |
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Playing songs to the magic box |
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'Til through holes in the old rotten roof snowed the cold light of morning |
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Back when you, substitute for girls |
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Surrogate for good and the passer of the time |
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In the aching dehydrated dawn |
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With my bruised up heart on the mend |
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And I'd hold you in my had |
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Yeah I'll miss you my unusual friend |
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I knew that if you stuck around |
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One weird warm night you'd sneak in my room and kill me |
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And then float out my lungs on a breeze |
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But I'll miss you my unusual friend |
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'Cause you were all in the world that I had |
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Yeah I'll miss you my unusual friend |