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Front of the lineGet it insideWhat have we gotta know?Don't you wish youCould be in there, tooWith the privileged view inside?So I supposeI'll wear your clothes'Til they fadeAnd gather holesMingle aroundWorking the crowdTalking to girls you knowTell them that you'llApology toWin riddles and quotes out loudBut I supposeThat I get oldYour brain will fillFull of holesUh ohLetras de cancionesYou had a laughThen caught a cabStopped at an ATMI didn't get inWent home to bedLied there 'til 4 a.m.But I supposeThe world will goSwallowed upInto holesUh oh From Letras Mania