Family Tree

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It don't really matter
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But who am I to preach a word or two

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In my mental state kept you from coming around
But if your head is up you won't get much sadder
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There's hotels in the sea
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Take care of me
Be good to me
Trash in the sky
The net-dustry's growing
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Be good to me
I sell my book for free
Oh, you are my family tree
Oh, you are my family tree
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When I can't even lift my own head without you?
A broken branch I'd be if you weren't grown to me
Lately I'm finding
Or tie you up
And asking my questions
And holding you tight
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Long walks on the beach
Take care of me
Care about the moonlight
I am the book and you are the binding
They push you away
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Though the press might shoot me down I'm still true
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I guess they'll read everything about you

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The press will impeach
Be good to me
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I hope the world would shoot me down for losing you
That's what you do to me
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Stick to love songs kid, that's all you're knowing

Everyone loves a situation

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