let bartlet be bartlet / i promise... & playing with lighters
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i can feel the good vibes leaving me now
i was just testing the water and i found myself drowning in you
they thought about putting me in remedial english until they found the letters i wrote for you
an open letter to my girl
i filled a wall safe with emotions and moved out
and you're getting sicker
suburban homes and commuter zones
two a.m. and i'm watching infomercials in your bed
amelia
sleeping on the couch
i think we'll be okay
kids
(tracks not in order for the most part as this album is a concept album and was written in a story fashion)
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