All Get Out
Coach Connor
I still sit on the same white porchDown the streetJust to the right of the bed shades by the windowIn my seat the same three pair of shoes I never worn before sit by the door Its funny I sit here all aloneI remember a time when this house was made of gold and hopes and dreamsI loved every minute every second and every thought of what it could beTook four to pay only three two afford, just barely Its funny I live here all aloneThe lights still turn on The air still blows both hot and cold The waters still running All the neighbors still think I'm 12 years oldI'm working on a fictionSo where the hell could all of my friends beI have no convictions just seven years so I'm able to buy again
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