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Lyrics: Kind Of Like Spitting. Firework.

Your carelessness has got us filing in. I see you, why don't you see me? Hotwired into a picket fence. I see you, why don't you see me? They all bring their blankets to see the fireworks, in the sky tonight. Will you come to me in the firework in the sky tonight? I see you, why don't you see me? I see you, why don't you see me?