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I don't think I like this place, I don't think I like your face |
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I don't know if I'll stick around, I don't know I just might leave town |
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I don't care much what people say, nothing's perfect anyway |
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No one said that the world was fair, all I want is someone to care |
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Chorus: |
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I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on |
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I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on |
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Dress it up, play it down, take it out, kick it around |
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Never mind that I'm not like you, I'll just do what I've got to do |
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(chorus) |
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I wear the uniform of youth and I hold on |
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Yeah, just hold on |
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(Solo) |
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(chorus) |
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Yeah, just hold on |
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I wear the uniform of youth, gotta hold on, oh! |
