Well son are you feeling the pressuer yet?
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You know where you're from and you best not forget
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You can twist and contort it
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But I know you'll regret
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If you compromise all the blood that you've sweat
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And I feel it now when I'm forced to produce
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Cause this gift I've been given I've learned to abuse
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I've asked for this rope
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And I've made a fine noose for myself
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It's no excuse, It's no excuse
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I heard thy're like assholes
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I know I can be one
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So I'll be the best one I can be
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I won't compromise
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I just can't organize
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My thoughts with it hovering over me
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So we'll scream when we've finished triumphantly
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Fuck the deadlines
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And you!
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The Excuse
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| Against All Authority |
