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School for the Dead
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Pick A Gripe
There she goes Look at her I can't wait for much longer
Who's that guy That she's with He looks like me, only stronger There's a collection of gripes in my hat
Pick a gripe Any gripe Pick a friend, friends forever
Look at her She's my type Very cute, very clever There's a series of doubts to destroy
We were laughing, we were waiting What else is there to do You had trouble, concentrating I had trouble too We're so busy celebrating I forgot to celebrate you Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Your biggest regret is in your hands I'll never forget or understand
There's a line I could cross But instead, I stare at it
'Cause what was mine Had been lost I was fine, she had had it There's a collision of clouds overhead
We were laughing, we were waiting What else is there to do You had trouble, concentrating I had trouble too We're so busy celebrating I forgot to celebrate you
Your biggest regret is in your hands I'll never forget or understand
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