You're making up excuses for something
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that is more than useless
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Pretending it don't phase
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you makes you feel all cold inside
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This shit won't last forever
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So pull yourself together
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You've gone to your corner without
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putting up a fight
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[Chorus:]
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So bottle up your feelings for
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compassions for the weak
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A six-pack of companionship is
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the companionship you seek
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Drink to oblivion - your alcohol's a slight distraction
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You feel so ugly that you wanna run and hide
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[Chorus]
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Responsibility is gnawing at you
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You put it off and it still won't help you
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Don't bother thinking of a way to put
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your mind at ease, it's just not worth it
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So stop your whining!
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[Repeat first verse]
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Unfocused
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| 88 Fingers Louie |
