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Matthew Good Lyrics
"11:00 P.M. Suburbia"

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You will come back within yourself
You can be art when we melt
And I will know what you were for
I say we're leaving
There ain't nothing here at all
Another day, a week, the mall
And baby if I was in demand
You would be mind

Someday this place it going to burn
Is your whole life in there waiting?
Someday your head is going to turn and you'll realize
I'm missing, do you realize?

You will come back
Convince yourself you can stay alive
And wait for me
And I will know what this was for
And I'll say we're leaving
There ain't nothing here at all
Another month, a year that's all
So you can tell them I'm coming
And hell's coming with me

Someday this place is going to burn
Is your whole life in the waiting
Someday their heads are going to turn and they'll realize
You're missing
We are there