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Grow Up And Blow Away

 

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Flooding the room two by two from the womb to the holiday
There is no holiday

First double cross her heart
He wants to start a family
(needing something to go on)

If she weren't writing in blood she'd bring her jokes
A new liver and a shovel for the mud
If he were not knee deep in mud he'd bring her his jokes
He'd get her a typewriter

If this is the life why does it feel so good to die today?

Blue to gray
Grow up and blow away

Nobody knows which street to take
He took the easy way
What was the easy way?