lyrics
I’m waiting for dinosaurs to die out
During this wait, I might lose myself
As time goes by, I slip a bit
I’m ready to say fuck all of it
and dive head first into the crowd
I’m better than anyone I know
At doing all the things the world hates the most
We’re all searching for a meaning.
How do you describe a feeling?
I don’t know. Whoah.
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Sarasota,
released February 17, 2008
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