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Artist: Fall Out Boy Album: From Under The Cork Tree Title: Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends
You are a getaway car- a rush of blood to the head But me, I'm just the covers on top of your bed You steer away in a rear view mirror- you make my head swim I keep you warm and won't ask you where you've been
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin When it's said and down they're all scrambling And we're friends, yeah we're friends Just because we move units
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame At least everyone else is trying, everyone else is shining Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame Such a shame
The sounds of this small town make my ears hurt Oh yeah, you caught me. But I caught you way worse They say, "You want a war? You've got a war." But who are you fighting for? The tides out, the ship's run aground We drown traitors in shallow water
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