And I know, when I go jogging it could have been another crack party
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all by myself locked in my room hiding scared.
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And I know it's not the way it used to be when I was three
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but somehow can't the world just hold the love just the same.
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No body does it on there own it's not that easy
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It's hard to live with yourself
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And I know this punk rock world was built on dope and fairy tales
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no one made it we all helped out some
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and it's real the city feel stardust smell the oil spills
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cramming down our throats the way we used to go
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No body does it on there own it's not that easy
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It's hard to live with yourself and I know
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No body does it on there own it's not that easy
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It's hard to live with yourself
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The Seinfelds
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| The Strap-Ons |
