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Relient K Five Score Seven Years Ago

I was going to spell it out in full detail But I dropped the call before I spilled my guts But your floor stayed clean, like my conscience will be Cause

believe this is the end But this is my deathbed I lie here alone If I close my eyes tonight I know I'll be home The year is 1941 I was eight years old

I better rest my eyes because i am growing weary of this point you've been trying to make so rather than imply why don't you just verbalize all the

No one told me the right way to go about this So I'll figure it out for myself Cause how much is too much to give you Well, I may never know so I'll

I've dug up miles and miles of sand Searching for something I can't see And I've just got bruised and battered hands And a brand new void inside of me

We should get jerseys Cause we make a good team But yours would look better than mine Cause you're out of my league And I know that it's so cliche To

[Originally by the Beach Boys] We come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we do roam Drinking all night, got into a fight

Yesterday was not quite what it could've been As were most of all the days before But I swear today with every breath I'm breathing in I'll be trying

I better rest my eyes 'cause I am growing weary of This point you've been trying to make So rather than imply, why don't you just verbalize All the things