I've got these scars that I'm hiding
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From times that I should have died
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And I drink to remember them all
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But it's the ones I've inflicted
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That keep me addicted
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And keep you admitted this fall
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So don't expect this to let up
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Now get set up for the set up
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Just put up or shut up
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Or don't call
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Sister, I've seen things this summer
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Some say should stay safely stashed away
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yea, brother
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You better bring your baseball bat or better,
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because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet
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So Just once, lets do something different
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Yeah, if it's not too much
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Just once, lets do something different
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Yeah if its not too much
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Conflicting turn signals - we're dead
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A bold bright beacon blinking red
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The answer that's been written since day one
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The ride ruined in the recoil
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Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil
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An impulse still searching for the gun
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Faster feet flat to the floormat
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A tank topped up with the top back
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Brake lights blotted out by the sun
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Sister, I've seen things this summer
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Some say should stay safely stashed away
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yea, brother
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You better bring your baseball bat or better,
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because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet
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So Just once, lets do something different
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Yeah, if it's not too much
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Just once, lets do something different
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Yeah if its not too much
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I've suffered through my potential
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And didn't come back
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With anything substantial
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I'm sorry but i need saving
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Before a perfect ending
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So Just once, lets do something different
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Yeah, if it's not too much
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Just once, lets do something different
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Yeah if its not too much
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(Just Once) Let's Do Something Different
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| Boysnightout (Boys Night Out) |
