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Straight and sad and slowly, you walked into the house. You saw my face, you turned around before I could even open my mouth, twenty-one is the new sixteen, is the new eighteen, is the new twenty-three. Run from your problems, it’s the easy way to solve them. Just sit there with your arms crossed, and you pray for me to get lost. Well, we are lost.

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from The Cardboard Swords, released November 6, 2015

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