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New Found Glory
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Ballad For The Lost Romantics
I've grown sick I've gotten older I finally have an audience to ignore me I can yell all I want But you still can't hear me
I'm punching myself out Holding in my breath I can take this lightly Throwing up the words that I said to you I always do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools That have no meaning I tip my glass to you Let's toast the night away to friends And forget about tomorrow
I might say things you don't want to hear But someday you might care And I won't be there Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com No I won't be there
Here's to us fools That have no meaning I tip my glass to you Let's toast the night away to friends And forget about tomorrow
I'm punching myself out Holding in my breath I can yell all I want Throwing up the words that I said to you I always do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools That have no meaning I tip my glass to you Let's toast the night away to friends And forget about tomorrow
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