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BRANDI CARLILE >> Merchandise Links
BRANDI CARLILE
Written by Brandi Carlile I watch you grow away from me in photographs, and memories like spies, The salt betrays my eyes again, I've started losing sleep and gaining weight, and wishing I was ten again And I could be your friend again... Chorus But these days we go to waste like wine, that turns to turpentine It's six AM and I'm all messed up, I wouldn't want to waste your time So I'll fall back in line but I'm warning you We're growing up I heard you found some pretty words to say, You found a little game to play and there's no freaks allowed Then just when we believe we could be great, reality it permeates And conquers from within Chorus These days we go to waste like wine that turns to turpentine It's six AM and I'm all messed up I didn't mean to waste your time So I'll fall back in line but I'm warning you We're growing up...we're growing up
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