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The Last Of The Real Ones 
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by Fall Out Boy
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I was just an child of the universe
And then I found you
And then I found you
You are the sun and I am just the planets
Spinning you
Spinning you
You were too good to be true
Gold plated
But what's inside you
But what's inside you
I this damn city it needs you
But not as much as I do
As much as I do, yeah
'Cause you're the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I if your therapist knows everything me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You walk away from
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
(You're the last of the ones)
You're the last of the real ones
(You're just the last of the ones)
You're just the last of the ones
I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision
But only for you
But only for you
My head is just a screw that's been tightened too many times
When I of you
When I think of you
I will shield you from the waves
If they you
I will protect you
I will protect you
Just tell me, tell me, tell me, I
I am the only one
Even if it's not true
Even if it's not true, yeah
'Cause you're the last of a dying breed
our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if therapist everything about me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never away from
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
(You're just the last of the real ones)
You're just the last of the real ones
(You're just the last of the real ones)
You're just the last of the real ones
I'm here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I'm here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity you
I'm done having dreams
The thing that I believe
Oh, you all the fear from me
I'm done with having dreams
The thing I believe
You drain the fear from me
'Cause you're the last of a dying breed
our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You walk away from
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the ones
(You're just the last of the real ones)
You're just the of the real ones
(You're just the of the ones)
You're just the last of the real ones
And then I found you
And then I found you
You are the sun and I am just the planets
Spinning you
Spinning you
You were too good to be true
Gold plated
But what's inside you
But what's inside you
I this damn city it needs you
But not as much as I do
As much as I do, yeah
'Cause you're the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I if your therapist knows everything me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You walk away from
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
(You're the last of the ones)
You're the last of the real ones
(You're just the last of the ones)
You're just the last of the ones
I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision
But only for you
But only for you
My head is just a screw that's been tightened too many times
When I of you
When I think of you
I will shield you from the waves
If they you
I will protect you
I will protect you
Just tell me, tell me, tell me, I
I am the only one
Even if it's not true
Even if it's not true, yeah
'Cause you're the last of a dying breed
our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if therapist everything about me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never away from
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
(You're just the last of the real ones)
You're just the last of the real ones
(You're just the last of the real ones)
You're just the last of the real ones
I'm here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I'm here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity you
I'm done having dreams
The thing that I believe
Oh, you all the fear from me
I'm done with having dreams
The thing I believe
You drain the fear from me
'Cause you're the last of a dying breed
our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You walk away from
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the ones
(You're just the last of the real ones)
You're just the of the real ones
(You're just the of the ones)
You're just the last of the real ones
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