Chipped paint and your carols gonna turn into dust

Chipped paint and your carols gonna turn into dust
and an old sink a silver surface warning of rust 
from long nights in a neighborhood I started to trust
to you
Its just scotch tape and a heightened sense of cowardly pride
and you lost an entitlement to be by your side
Hell bent a detour from your morning ride

Its left me on a good note
its the reason ill be running so late
fine point, to write up by a draw on today
draft out a story where I'm acting my age

just say
oh oh oh oh oh, have you ever felt your perfect teeth
make a connection with Chicago concrete

Its Messed up (messed up)
You always can become what you hate
Its Bad Luck (Bad Luck)
Intentions for intentions sake
Its So [bad word] (so [bad word] 
you couldn't say it straight to my face
Just say

just say
oh oh oh oh oh, have you ever felt your perfect teeth
make a connection with Chicago concrete

The gears change as often as the seasons
is the recycle set to breathing
Is this the part of me you'll forget
Chain fence. The cement
Where the casual prowess can become a threat

Chipped paint and your carol gonna turn into dust
and an old sink a silver surface warning of rust 
from long nights in a neighborhood I started to trust
to me
Its just Messed Up
You always can become what you hate
Its Bad Luck (Bad Luck)
Intentions for intentions sake
Its So [bad word] (so [bad word] 
you couldn't say it straight to my face

just say
oh oh oh oh oh, have you ever felt your perfect teeth
make a connection with Chicago concrete

The gears change as often as the seasons
is the recycle set to breathing
Is this the part of me you'll forget
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