Sadderdaze

The Neighbourhood

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Intro       Dirty fingernails same as your mind But he can strum the guitar just fine Every now and then he’d think about his life Daydreamin’ just to pass the the time Now the sun is closer than it was before Anyone who’s anyone can feel it   Saturdays are not the same as they used to be                 Saturdays why do they keep on using me?              They keep on using me (            ) Even as a child everyone would say "He was gonna be a star someday" Finally he found a way to reach the sky But he didn’t know what he’d find Now the sun is closer than it was before Anyone who’s anyone can feel it   Saturdays are not the same as they used to be                  Saturdays why do they keep on using me?               They keep on using me (      )  He’s got a big head full of trash that he talks down every chance he gets  He’s a grown man with committable mistakes   Saturdays are not the same as they used to be                 Saturdays why do they keep on using me?               Saturdays are not the same as they used to be                 Saturdays why do they keep on using me?               Saturdays are not the same as they used to be                 Saturdays why do they keep on using me?               They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me

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