| Another Saturday night
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| Don’t remind that there’s nothing to do
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| What do we expect from life?
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| It’s a fucking play or tea for two
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| What if I said that I don’t wanna come out
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| Cause I get busy getting fucked up at my house
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| What would you think of me then?
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| Since you’re doing the same I know you’d understand
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| And there’s nothing that I won’t do
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| To feel the blood run through my veins
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| And there’s nothing I have to prove
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| Just another Saturday…
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| You’re only pretending to care
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| I should listen to you because you’re trying to help
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| Who are you to say what’s fair
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| If you’re so fucking smart why can’t you figure it out?
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| I’m out of control, that’s what it says in the polls
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| I guess it’s just because there’s nothing else to do
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| So come and arrest me now
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| Want to be like you please show me how
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| And there’s nothing that I won’t do
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| To feel the blood run through my veins
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| And there’s nothing I have to prove
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| Just another Saturday…
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| Saturday… bored out of my mind
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| I need to breathe, I need to fly
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| I wanna live, I wanna die
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| The things I love, I wanna FLY
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| And there’s nothing that I won’t do
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| To feel the blood run through my veins
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| And there’s nothing I have to prove
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| Anyone would do the same
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| And there’s nothing that I won’t do
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| To feel the blood run through my veins
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| And there’s nothing I have to prove
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| Just another Saturday… |