SECONDHAND SERENADE lyrics : "Pop Sheets"
ooh, its my life
dont you regret
this is painful, y'know
as the fire broke, thats fire
you were born on the 4th of july
it all amounts to nothing in the end
all the cross mind and the reality show
leaving the half-lif
you have been taken
thats the guess you have spoken
a crash, it goes, pop sheets
and i need everything you receive
coz i have been leaving the area
i long to tell you , dow eyes
i receive my diploma in high school
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