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Fall Out Boy, "West Coast Smoker"
Come on in the water war
Come on like a sugar cube with with a kick in the head
Like putting wings on the dead
And your eyes are black in my starlight
I'm the last of my kind, and that's all that should matter to you
Following the disenchanted regions of my head
And we'll never get a costume
Let's just take off and get instead
Go all the green, in the gutter
My heart broken many times in the league
Come on in, the water's warm
Come on like a sugar cube but with a kick in the head
Like putting wings on lead
And your eyes are blocking my starlight
I'm the last of my kind, and that's all that should matter to you
Follow the disorganized religion of my head
And we'll never get through customs
Let's just take off again instead
Got my degree in the gutter,
My heart broken in the dorms of the ivy league
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