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Midnight in a new place There's something so beautiful about the way The moonlight hits the sidewalk Chalk drawings in suburbia   I know I don't belong In a white town covered up If I can make it through the hysteria I can live with myself in suburbia   Mowed grass lawns and well laid streets Sirens only for cats in trees Small problems no graveyards I'd live the rest of my days in suburbia   Cotton candy, tight community Everyone knows all the dirty laundry I don't know what's scarier Strange men or suburbia   Take five minutes in this place Feels like you could live this way Five nights of curfewed areas I don't want to live in suburbia   Back in the city with a new face Polished tongues and expensive taste Set up a mental barrier I'll never go back to suburbia.    -Neha Bhende Based On: Suburgatory 

I can see those lines from December Sinking in and I thought I was clever Hiding out in the stone cold winter Beneath a coat hoping I wouldn't see her I left a lot so I came back running Left the crumbs in case I came tracing For a hidden little clue That would lead me to you All of my fears came true As I watched you walk away I didn't think this through I feel played like a game Now that I stand here And stare at the mess we made It's stained too much of your reputation Too much to be saved You cut the rope but I clung onto my end Hoping that it would lead you here instead Of going back to all those radicals But they cut you off, can't you see it? They only liked you when they could control you Told you off when you were no more brand new They spilled out every secret And made you keep theirs All of my fears came true As I watched you walk away I didn't think this through I feel played like a game Now that I stand her...