I left Northfield hours ago
Driving Humper up to Rome
I drive til no one knows my name
Somehow I like it better that way

Because a microphone, it's all I need
To get this demon out of me
Lying, trying to pretend
But the truth I hit you with
Will come again

High school. Shakespeare. Yellow Bus.
And one seat seperating us
I thank God for Tylor's hair
It's all that shields me from an icy stare

Cuz' it's a microphone, it's all I need
To get this demon out of me
Lying, trying to pretend
But the truth I hit you with
Will come again


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