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I would say a smoke just to stand in the rain But the true renegade drove off in a hearse And paper planes spilled out like a tank of propane Took flight over flame, too true to rehearse How I've grown in love in complaining And underexplaining my pride Over the potions and pills 'Cause all of my wells have run dry Did I bite down my tongue? Did it come from my nose To run down the sink and hide in the prose that I write? Now I know that you made up your mind Silver ragе washed up all the plans that we madе Yeah, it flooded the bank, it yellowed our rise Gold and grain boiled over a t-shirt stain My shoulders strain all them stories of mine 'Cause although I've been here before I've already burned out the page Guess there's no use in closing at all If I'm only as good as my age But did I forget, spend half of my life I'm somehow convinced in exchange for a kiss from the sky God knows that she's doing alright Letras de cancionesThinking straight only brought me back home a long way Don't you see me that way? 'Cause I said it first And though we came from the mouth of an unknown name I hated LA, and missing her made it worse But someday, I'll make it on outta here And leave all my weapons behind 'Cause there is no virtue in poverty And all in all, love is still kind You say, "Come on, make it plain" So I wrote you a poem 'Cause changing everything cost a handful of nothing This time I want to know if you're doin' alright And I know that you've made up your mind Everything must get better in time No need in twisting my spine I'll see you on the other side Yeah, I hope that you're doing just fine God knows that you're doing alright From Letras Mania