| I never was a drinker, now I’m an alcoholic
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| Drinking just to fall asleep
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| And hiding my smiles
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| 'Cause you can probably smell this shit on my teeth
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| Drink it down, golden brown, my sweet whiskey
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| You feel nice on the inside
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| So nice on the inside
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| So nice on the inside, so let’s get pissed
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| I never cried at movies, now I cry at The Simpsons
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| Hide the tears so you can’t see
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| I wipe my eyes
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| And I pretend that I’m just falling asleep
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| Don’t come around, I’ve already destroyed everything
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| I’m not coming outside
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| I’m not coming outside
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| I’ve blown my only chance, so don’t make me do anything
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| From the moment it was up to us
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| To break the rules and disobey
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| I’d trade it all in for an easy answer
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| To let me raise my fist and say «no, thanks»
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| I’m a target audience, paranoia’s setting in
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| I can’t have a conversation, you’re just like the other kids
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| I’m well aware that they’re monitoring my thoughts
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| And if you count on me for anything, I’m sorry but you’re
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| Totally fucked
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| You’re fucked
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| Everybody’s out of luck
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| I’m just a kid and I want to get drunk
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| It’s nighttime, look outside
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| It’s nighttime, look outside
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| It’s nighttime, look outside
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| Let’s go drink 'til we can’t feel shit
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| From the moment it was up to us
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| To break the rules and disobey
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| I’d trade it all in for an easy answer
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| To let me raise my fist and say «no way»
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| I’ve got to find something that’s wrong with everything
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| So now I’m all alone
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| Forget solutions, I’ll be at the bar drinking
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| Forgetting everything I know
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| And when the record stores start falling then it’s up to us to break rules
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| Stop sitting in your room and watching advertisements and disobey
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| Put down the bottle, get a megaphone and shout it to the world
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| No way, no way
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| No thanks
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| No thanks
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| No thanks
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| No thanks
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| No thanks
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| No thanks
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| No thanks |