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When I come Around  (Clips) posté le jeudi 31 août 2006 18:04

I heard you crying loud, all the way across town You've been searching for that someone, and it's me out on the prowl As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself Don't get lonely now Dry your whining eyes I'm just roaming for the moment Sleazin' my back yard so don't get so uptight you been thinking about ditching me No time to search the world around Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around I heard it all before So don't knock down my door I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser to try and slag me down because I know I'm right So go do what you like Make sure you do it wise You may find out that your selfdoubt means nothing was ever there You can't go forcing something if it's just not right No time to search the world around Cause you know where I'll be found When I come around When I come around
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Redundant  (Clips) posté le jeudi 31 août 2006 18:10

We're living in repetition. Content in the same old shtick again. Now the routine's turning to contention, Like a production line going over and over and over, roller coaster. Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice. I'm speechless and redundant. 'Cause I love you's not enough. I'm lost for words. Choreographed and lack of passion. Prototypes of what we were. Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous. Taken for granted now. Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it. Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice. I'm speechless and redundant, 'cause I love you's not enough. I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak.
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Nice guys finish Last  (Clips) posté le jeudi 31 août 2006 18:19

Nice guys finish last. You're running out of gas. Your sympathy will get you left behind. Sometimes you're at your best, when you look the worst. Do you feel washed up, like piss going down the drain Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane. I'm so fucking happy I could cry. Every joke can have its truth and now the joke's on you. I never knew you were such a funny guy. Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast. Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine. Living on command. You're shaking lots of hands. Kissing up and bleeding all your trust, taking what you need. Bit the hand that feeds. You kill your memory
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Longview  (Clips) posté le jeudi 31 août 2006 18:31

Sit around and watch the tube,but nothing's on Change the channels for an hour or two Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit I'm sick of all the same old shit In a house with unlocked doors And I'm fucking lazy Bite my lip and close my eyes Take me away to paradise I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!! And I smell like shit Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving I sure as hell can't do it by myself I'm feeling like a DOG IN HEAT Barred indoors from the summer street I locked the door to MY OWN CELL And I lost the key Bite my lip and close my eyes Take me away to paradise I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!! And I smell like shit I GOT NO MOTIVATION WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION NO TIME FOR THE MOTIVATION SMOKING MY INSPIRATION Sit around and watch the phone,but no one's calling Call me pathetic,call me WHAT YOU WILL My mother says to get a job But she don't like the one SHE'S got When mastur bation's lost its fun You're fucking lazy Bite my lip and close my eyes Take me away to paradise I'm so damn BORED I'm going blind And loneliness has to suffice Bite my lip and close my eyes I was slipping away to paradise Some say,"Quit or I'll go BLIND." But it's just a myth
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Hitchin' A ride  (Clips) posté le jeudi 31 août 2006 18:43

Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a hurry? I need a lift to happy hour. Say oh no. Do you brake for distilled spirits? I need a break as well. The well that inebriates the guilt. 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4. Cold turkey's getting stale, tonight I'm eating crow. Fermented salmonella poison oak no There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating. My tongue is swelling up, as say 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4. Troubled times, you know i can not lie. I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride. There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating. My tongue is swelling up, I say Shit!
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