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Westmont, NJ - Into It. Over It.
Twisted and turned
All roads lit and burned
As we watched every move that we've made
And the time crept on slowly
Like miles per hour
On your dashboard as we look the same
As we do every year
Red and green reflected lights
From ear to ear
But I bet you take all the boys here
A baseball players front lawn failures
Will choke on the note inside his mailbox
It reads
Don't give up try hanging more
Lights from your rooftop
But our suggestions hardly ever work
I twist and turn through sarcastic groans
While we've measured the weight of our days
With souls the size of dinner plates
But does he understand you
Like you need him too
Which one of us two
Has really heard the truth
I bet you take all the boy here
A baseball players front lawn failures
Will choke on the note inside his mailbox
I wrote
Don't give up try saving
A night in december
But my suggestions hardly ever work
We hardly ever work
Save my side
Ten mile ride
Safe, sound and silent tonight
Safe, sound and silent enough
To prove me right
