You slouch in smoky corners of this town
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Fake sentiments follow you around
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You drop jokes like they're dragging you down
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You cling onto a vintage way of life
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Don't accept that it should be left behind
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Pitiful puns like a constant rewind
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And this can't be your somewhat fair
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Just pointing out what isn't there
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Ah one step forward, two steps back
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Punch lines like a heart attack
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Your tolerance will never crack
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So its one step forward, two steps back
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It's odd what people will laugh at sometimes
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If they feel that it's rude to draw the line
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When they feel that they have to incline
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But the underlying hatred stuck inside
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Primitive bias and the pride
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You drop jokes and we kick them aside
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And this can't be your somewhat fair
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Just pointing out what isn't there
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Ah one step forward, two steps back
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Punch lines like a heart attack
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Your tolerance will never crack
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So its one step forward, two steps back
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And this can't be your somewhat fair
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Just pointing out what isn't there
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Ah one step forward, two steps back
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Punch lines like a heart attack
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Your tolerance will never crack
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So its one step forward
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Ah one step forward, two steps back
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Punch lines like a heart attack
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Your tolerance will never crack
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So its one step forward, two steps back
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One Step Forward (Two Steps Back)
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| The Ordinary Boys |
