Lyrics The Get Up Kids

The Get Up Kids

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I could run a finger full

Temperance won't want to drive you home

She still holds out the little left to hold

Tiny eyes have told

Tiny eyes don't hide like you have yet

I'll tell you the lie

It doesn't have anyone impressed

You got something

Never live or die

Interceding

Try to fit the part

Play the role

Present tense

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Then derelict skits disappear for a weekend

Try to clear your head

Rumor is you're running it ragged

The lies we know

The lies for amateurs at best

I've got the years

The years experience

You got nothing

Never even know

Interested

Doesn't make it so

Forget us all

Bless your friends

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Play the role

Present tense

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