i awoke to a threat that was empty, and a grandstand of i'm not through with you yet
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a slamming door becomes my punctuation
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i escape for a thrill ride with my friends, they agree to be temporary guardians
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man, it's so appreciated, summer day intoxicated
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with those who can relate, 2 months, a day, a wakeup
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drink it down, dear brother, their generation smothers you
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and we'll leave no trail to discover
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build a callus sister, they're generation blisters
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another wakeup with the morning hung over, we gonna pack up or waste another killer day
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then our heads exploded, overload when we decide
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hello... we're so out of here, hitchhike to Canada with backpacks full of cigarettes and beer
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man, it's so appreciated, summer day intoxicated
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with those who can relate, 2 months, a day, a wakeup
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drink it down, dear brother..
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listen up dear father, your generation bothers me and i'll leave you to grieve
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with my mother
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build a callus sister, they're generation blisters
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now empty your bottles and open the throttles, there's plenty of fighting ahead
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those fists weren't made for resting your head
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shield your eyes, dear mother, from the pain that hovers
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round the mess of a man you've uncovered
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drink it down, dear brother...
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we'll blister
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generations
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The Verve Pipe |