I heard from you today
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By digital replay.
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You told me that you care
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You'll help from over there
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I say we're not the same
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It's falling on deaf ears.
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At eighty miles an hour
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When I forget to steer
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And if I wrap my car around the guard rails,
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It ain't got shit to do with you.
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So drop the act, I know your true agenda.
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Can't live with the mistakes
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I'll move out of the states
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To South America
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Or north to Canada
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I lived through four years of lies.
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I've lost faith in mankind.
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With no one to befriend
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I guess this is the end
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And it's not glorious like in the movies
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Explosion and a note
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It's more like driving as far away as possible alone
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And please don't say goodbye
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To remind me you're alive.
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You've been dead to me
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Since I've started feeling dead inside.
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So don't look down on me and say we feel same
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'Cause we don't.
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so I'm checking out
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I'm fucking done
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Kiss my fat ass
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I'm giving up
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Eat shit and die
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I'm taking off
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Have a nice life
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Have a nice death
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I'm checking out
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Sweet Home Cananada
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| Bomb The Music Industry! |
