in the end, though....
i'm so glad i got to say those things to him. that i made it in time.
even if he wasn't real.
it matters, you know.
always, it matters.
(saying what you need to say)
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I know your teeth are shut and proud
But there are rhythms in the city
That make your head feel loud
Uh-huh so get it out, get it out
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