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I don't want to die out here in the valley
Waiting for my luck to change
I just want my dad to know that I finally made it

Everybody gets high
Everybody gets low
Everybody gets bruised
Everybody gets sold

I don't want to die out here in the valley
You don't have to lie, I know that's what I'll do
I don't want my mom to know that I never love loved my life
And I sold my soul

Everybody gets high
Everybody gets low
Everybody gets bruised
Everybody gets sold
Everybody gets dark
Everybody unfolds
Everybody gets high
Everybody gets so low

Everyone's eyes are blue
Everyone's mouth is dry
And nobody wants to die in Van Nuys

Well you don't know how to get back to your crawlspace
Underneath the dirt and the rust and the waste
But the Sun sets fast these days

Everyone's eyes are blue
Everyone's mouth is dry
And nobody wants to die in Van Nuys