Get Busy Living, Or Get Busy Dying (Do You Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows) lyrics

This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters. But we never stood a chance and I’m not sure if it matters. If you are the shores I am the waves begging for big moons(ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh oohs). I’m mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town(No ohh-hh-hh).

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(You’re Secret’s out.) I know this hurts, it was meant to(it was meant tooooo). Your secret’s out and the best part is it isn’t even a good one. And it’s mind over you don’t don’t matter.

This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters. But it must be said again, that all us boys are just screaming into microphones for attention, because we’re just so bored(oh oh oh oh oh oh). We never knew that it would pick you apart, oh I’m falling apart to songs about hips and hearts.

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I used to obsess over living, Now I only obsess over you. Tell me you’d like boys like me better, in the dark lying on top of you!

This, Has, Been, Said, so many times that, I’m not sure if it...MATERS... (Repeated)