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Some things never seem to change |
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Kids still call each other names |
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Should get better, but it's sad and strange |
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Every insult still the same |
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Growing up in small town hell |
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They bide their time till the dinner bell |
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Take a swing with a bag, and they wait |
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By the school gate |
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All this pushin and shovin |
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When you need a little lovin |
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A little human kindness |
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But where you gonna find it? |
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So you close your bedroom door |
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And you kneel down on the floor |
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Cause you don't want to get caught |
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Packing the bag that your mother doesn't evenknow you bought"So it's come to this" you cry |
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Not even time to say goodbye |
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You pack some cigarettes and an |
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A-ZPush the suitcase back under the bed |
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You've been balanced on a knife |
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Will the city save your life? |
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You've been waiting for so long |
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Just for somewhere to feel like home |
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You've been balanced on a knife |
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Will the city save your life? |
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Your life is waiting for you |
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Love is waiting for you |
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So pack your cigarettes |
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And your A- |
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ZIt'll be just like that book you read |