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Mila Degray
Mila Degray
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Mila Degray
Mila Degray
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Richard Orofino
Richard Orofino
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David Marinelli
David Marinelli
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Lyrics

I wash myself but I don't feel clean Is this what it means to be eighteen? Was New York City meant for me? Why do my hands still smell like cigarettes? Chain smoking, he said "Slow down, you gotta breathe" What am I doing? How did I get here? Somebody tell me, I'm making a mistake I'm making a mistake You come calling, I come crawling I say things that I don't mean 'Cause I don't know how I should go about this anymore You come calling, I come crawling I say things that I don't mean 'Cause I don't know how I should go about this anymore They say it's wrong, don't go it's late You're never home, I can't relate A simple song, that you persuade You're out of line, I'm out of place You come calling, I come crawling I say things that I don't mean 'Cause I don't know how I should go about this anymore They say it's wrong, don't go it's late You're never home, I can't relate A simple song, that you persuade You're out of line, I'm out of place I don't know how to go I don't know, I don't know
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