Lirik Lagu Quincentuple Your Money - The Lawrence Arms
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There's a letter at my momma's house, came with a flooded flagIt say: “Right now I'm coming home in a body bag”It's a pride and a pain that are one and the sameIt's a burning cigarette, it's a horrible dreamThere's a man in an office who's going through files and a woman who watches televisionAnd she doesn't get the jokes told be late night talk show hosts, but for some reason she laughs anyway.There's this soap in my bathroom, and it's all covered in hairsThere's this hope in my brain, and it's all covered in prayersThere's a girl in this town who doesn't know I existThere's a wounded sense of pride and a pain in my fistThere's 12 empty bottles on this table tonightThere's 4 lungs on fire and 4 burning eyesAnd something will explode, and someone will cryAnd someone will run out and never turn aroundThere's a park in this city where I used to goBut now it's covered with fences and cops and light postsAnd I'd never go back even if it was the sameBut it kills me to know that it's changedThere's these kids who have dreamsThere's these dreams that will growUntil they get so goddamn big that they explodeAnd what's left in the smoke and the falling debrisIs grownups like them and losers like meYeahTonight let's go walking down Clark StreetAnd look at the new buildings that we've never seenWe'll stop at the bar and pass out on the floorAnd tomorrow we'll forget everything and replay these days again
