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Couldn't taste the taste that I was tastin' |
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Couldn't hear the waste that I was makin' |
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Tired of the life I was facin' |
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Couldn't tell one from another |
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Couldn't hide a secret from my mother |
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Any other mother wouldn't bother |
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Makin' time breakin' ground |
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Sail brown bay to chocolate town |
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Got me on the porch I'm in the front row |
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Says "shit's for real man" like I don't know |
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Get your punk ass back to the dog show... |
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Makin' time breakin' ground |
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Sail brown bay to chocolate town |
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A new breath I feel the grip releasin' |
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Scraping my guts off of the ceiling |
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I've got that sunny bunny feeling |
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Makin' time breakin' ground |
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Sail brown bay to chocolate town |
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Makin' time breakin' ground |
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Greyhound bus to chocolate town... |
