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The morning smelled like it was nervous
The sun was holding back
All the smiles that it always seems to have
And just a single person noticed
She saw it in her room
In the books of all the pictures that she drew
Then the night proceeds to falter
Like it always do
Kickin' pebbles off my shoe
It's 11:52
I say goodnight to all my peoples
I'll catch you in the morn
But in the meantime, keep your colonels off the corn
What's your favorite movie?
Is it Goonies?

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from White People Fucked Up The Blues, released September 1, 2003

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