| Though you might think you’re cute
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| It’s not so giggly, when you prance around acting like you’re a somebody
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| Growing up in this good for nothing town
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| Saying, «I'm gonna make, I’ll get out»
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| Well good luck, when all you’ll ever be
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| Is just a dreamer, stop convincing me
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| Otherwise, with actions you hold with dignity
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| Like dropping out of college cause it’s quote unquote
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| «Getting the best of me»
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| Free from the life that will be our demise
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| Like searching around for some real occupation cause you say well
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| «I've got connections man»
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| I’ll search long, I’ll search long and hard for you
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| But you’ll just be at home
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| Face-first in a bowl and I’ll say
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| «Well, where did he go?»
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| Working back-room at Staples just for the extra money
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| Cause you already live off your parents and your friend’s weed
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| Living each day by some new decree
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| «Well if I just wait around things will surely come to me!»
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| Might as well just throw away your dreams and aspirations
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| Cause truth be told they won’t just fall in your lap
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| Now I’m not saying I want you out of my life
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| But I’ll go grab your coat and hat
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| Free from the life that will be our demise
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| Like searching around for some real occupation cause you say well
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| «I've got connections man»
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| I’ll search long, I’ll search long and hard for you
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| But you’ll just be at home
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| Face-first in a bowl and I’ll say
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| «Well, where did he go?»
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| I’ve been tryna think of ways to say this without spraying it
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| But I can’t cause I’m up in your face
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| Talking to you
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| Searching around for answers and clues
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| Of why you have nothing to do
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| Free from the life that will be our demise
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| Like searching around for some real occupation cause you say well
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| «I've got connections man»
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| I’ll search long, I’ll search long and hard for you
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| But you’ll just be at home
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| Face-first in a bowl and I’ll say
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| «Well, where did he go?»
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| Let the shotgun shells of your parents graduating class, light up your eyes
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| (Free from the life that will be our demise
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| Like searching around for some real occupation cause you say well
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| «I've got connections man»
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| I’ll search long, I’ll search long and hard for you
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| But you’ll just be at home
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| Face-first in a bowl and I’ll say
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| «Well, where did he go?»)
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| Now don’t call me cute
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| And don’t say I’m giggling
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| Cause I’m getting the fuck outta here, you’ll all see
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| I’m actually running around chasing my dreams
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| You won’t say, «Where did he go?» |
| about me |