i can only wake up on a monday morning so many times more
without the promise of better things
i can only read of adventures so many times more
without the knowledge of better days
i wish someone would tell me that -
that my heart is too big for this town
without the promise of better things
i can only read of adventures so many times more
without the knowledge of better days
i wish someone would tell me that -
that my heart is too big for this town

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