I've been this way for almost all my life.
Wasn't born here, mom and me moved here when I was five.
These Kansas City boys, as dull as butter knives.
I've had this little car since I was 17.
The tape is busted, got a boombox in my backseat.
Blasting Misfits all up and down these streets.
Just stay the same.
Never change.
The Collins kids and KC all leave in the fall.
They don't have time for letters or long distance calls.
Well, friends who leave and friends dead to me.
Mom's been sick now for a long time.
She said she hopes I'll want a family after she has died.
She says the less you feel like a child, the more you want a child.
Just stay the same.
Never change.
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