Trouble down on my own street
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Domestic violence on repeat
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Smashed up doors and yelling again
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Some say you are insane
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But I don't think so I love you
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When you are smiling I am too
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The only troubles I have are yours
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Please just make them end
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Until they find you something that cures
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I hide away at friends
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I was saved by the bell
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or rather saved by hell
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Because it didn't kill me
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no it rather drilled me
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To be doing well
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My friends look forward to friday night
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While I am anxious
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for the weekend fights
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In a small apartment
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there's nowhere to run
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When chaos has begun
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I hold my ears to dull the noise
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But I can still hear your loud voice
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I hide under my bed 'til it's gone
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Why can't you get along?
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I was saved by the bell
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or rather saved by hell
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Because it didn't kill me
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no it rather drilled me
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To be doing well
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I was saved by hell
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and now I'm doing well
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It didn't kill me then
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It will not kill me now.
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Saved By Hell
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| Millencolin |
