Friends warehouse pain
attack their own kind
a thousand kids
bury their parents

there's laughing outside
we're locked outside the public eye

some smooth chords
on the car radio
no hard chords
on the car radio

we set the trash on fire
and watch outside the door
men come up the pavement
under the marquee

there's laughing inside
we're locked outside the public eye

some smooth chords
on the car radio
no hard chords
on the car radio

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