Post Graduation Oblivion

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I lied about my major to a stranger on the bus. 
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I'm pretty sure I'm aging poorly and I surely peaked too early. 
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I'm about to greet my bitter end, craving the estrogen and 
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minimum comfort. But I can't afford it. 
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My head's in Oregon, my feet in California. 
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I prefer my chest pains over my daily headaches. 
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I've outgrown most that I've known, and I'm scared to reminisce, 
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so I believe in nothing, and never felt this 
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uncertain of anything in my life. 
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All panic aside, I actually kinda like it. 
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My canvas is the Void. I paint meaning on the meaningless 
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all damn day… But that gets lonesome, and therein lies your 
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right to occupy my bedroom. 
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I promise that I won't make trouble I'll just listen. 
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Tell me about your family, tell me your role models, 
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and tell me how your caught up working towards the wrong goals. 
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And tell me do you notice this blistering bliss apparent in our 

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thoughts? Maybe you don’t, but I do. 
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And after it I'm a sucker feeling sorry for everyone. 

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Cheer up Paradise. 
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I won't let it drain the passion from our lives. 
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Quit your pity sighs. 
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Oh I've got this funny feeling we'll be fine