You and me, we go back a long time
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I remember the trials that we've been through
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But somewhere down the line you took a wrong turn
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I still can't believe that it's true
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How could you turn your back and live the life
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Of something we were so strong against
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You changed your colors on your friends
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I better not see you on my side of the fence
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Pre-Chorus:
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Keep snorting that shit up your nose
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You're just a wannabe in gangster clothes
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Still claim you're down you act like a monkey
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You can't fool us Duane you're just a junkie
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Chorus:
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You traded in your bomber for a starter
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While you were getting weak, I was getting harder
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I better not see you around the likes of me
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You're just another clown of misery
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You gave up your boots with your ideals
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Dropped your morals and turned to junk
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The fire in your eyes is forever gone
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From a proud White boy, you turned into a punk
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Was it really worth it? Losing it all?
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Turning from your friends, into a life of crime
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You're the lowest of the low, everything I hate
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A traitor to your own kind
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(Repeat Pre-Chorus)
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(Repeat Chorus)
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I hear that you're looking decrepid, that you're all skin and bones
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You've got both legs up in a cast, and you're scared to leave your home
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You've ripped off one too many people, you're up to your ears in debt
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And the last time that I seen you at Hardees, you ran like my little pet
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(Repeat Chorus) x2
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Clown of Misery
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| Bound For Glory |
