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The postcards we've seen of the west coast make it seem like its so warm but its not in the real world We spent three days on a greyhound it's funny how the grey ground turns from black to brighter green And I am the reason she is the need we are each other worst enemies you can see it in her face And then we said it to ourselves our sun burns just as bright in Boston our nights are just as good for nothing our girls are beautiful and gracious our boys fight 50 years of curses The sides of this couch are worn down but its better then the cold ground forsaken gravity years from now we'll be so proud we took our lives and we rolled out and got the fuck out of this town From Letras Mania