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If I could laugh about everything that happens to me. |
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That happens to me, what happens to me. |
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I just should laugh about everything that happens to me. |
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What happens to me now? |
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What happens to me now? |
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Stop. Stop. Go. Blank sugar socket. |
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Your trashy novel muse, she had her way with me. |
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She sent me in every direction, with no discretion |
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I look at all the tricks that I pulled off this year |
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It doesn't seem right now, it doesn't seem right here |
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I gotta blank sugar socket and I run so fast |
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I just make up a story and I want it to last. |
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I gotta blank sugar socket. |
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And it's time to go. |
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I just fell on my head with a ghost from the graveyard. |
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Walking across Main Street with my head all wrong. |
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Too much attitude to get where I'm going. |
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If I could keep from fucking up just one more day.I think about it. |
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Then I just throw it away. |
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I gotta blank sugar socket and I run so fast |
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I just make up a story and I want it to last. |
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I gotta blank sugar socket. |
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And it's time to go. |
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I just fell on my head with a ghost from the graveyard. |
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Go. Go. (Blank. Blank. Blank.) Go. |
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Waiting in the basement for my girl to come by. |
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We'll talk about islands and beaches. |
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Rum and Discos. |
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"Tonight", she said, "we leave here." |
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We leave here for sure. |
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I'm still waiting here. |
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I can't keep waiting for her. |
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I gotta blank sugar socket and I run so fast |
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I just make up a story and I want it to last. |
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I gotta blank sugar socket. |
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And it's time to go. |
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I just fell on my head with a ghost from the graveyard. |
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Sitting in the theater with my headset on |
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Another psycho guy. The same plot unfolds. |
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Superheros out there on the streets somewhere, sucking in July air. |
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I bet Jesus was there. But he's not here. |
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I gotta Blank. I gotta. I gotta blank sugar socket. |
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And I run so fast. I just make up a story. |
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And I want it to last. I gotta blank sugar socket. |
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And it's time to go. It's time to go. |
