Maybe it was no one's fault. I know it
Get your bravery from a six pack. Get your
What happened to you? You're not the same.
[POOR MEMORY--SORRY]i'm a bored boy born in the roadsome say
I'm sorry. For something I didn't do. Lynched
I don't wanna hear it. All you do is
You tell me you like the taste
You just need an
I thought I had left it behind in another fucking
There are no words for what I want to say.
I want to tell you a little story. 'Cause
We're not the first, I hope we're not the last.
So you hate me. That's the way it goes.
(I) don't smoke. Don't drink. Don't fuck.
Wishing for the days when I first wore this suit.
I'm gonna knock it down anyway that I can.
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