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Robots & Butterflies

I live
For these weekends
And to take advantage
Of second chances
With glances
Still an outcast kid
Now watch me decline

The days
Are getting longer
And the years
Are getting shorter
And I'm not
Getting younger so

Let's go out

I guess this
What you call
Fitting in

All my
High school friends
Are either on drugs
Or live far north
From this town
We were raised in
They've escaped
To better places
Than this

I guess this
What you call
Fitting in

And this is
What it means
To finally get away

I live near
The east Atlantic
But that doesn't mean
A damn thing
I'll take back
All my chances
Just to escape

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