| You don’t know where im going
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| You ask me where iv’e been
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| You wish you couldn’t understand
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| Im gonna fight this till the end
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| Local girls and you won’t see the problem fast its you and me
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| In the end i need em but you left and were not there
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| Why do you put me down for who i am and what i do
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| I am just a person trying to live my life just like you
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| You got your fancy suit yeah you got your caviar
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| Im just a young punk with a microphone and a guitar
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| Reality
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| Sobriety
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| Anxiety
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| Its not a cup of my tea
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| Soberness
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| Awareness
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| Environmental madness
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| It should to be
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| Baggy pants
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| Stupid hats
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| Talkin bout their loaded cats
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| They’re wannabes
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| Work all day sleep all night
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| They don’t know what its like
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| They’re yuppies
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| Its not my cup of tea
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| So don’t talk trash to me
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| How can you step up to me and tell me how to look
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| Trying to tell me how to dress or even how to cook
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| Who are you to judge what i do in my own home
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| Who are you to say what i can and cannot grow
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| Why do you control my life and my own property
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| Everything i have and own cannot be taken easily
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| You always tell me what to do and what to say
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| Now its time to stand up and do it my own way |