| Kids hopping gates in public park gangs
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| Tryna express themselves with no real plans
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| Segways in alleyways, suffering in my own mind
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| S-C-U-M, the used and abused
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| Cold comes in through your smashed windows
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| Leaving damp on the walls next to your pillows
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| Never had much but you appreciate things better
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| Ripping roaches out of the eviction letter
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| Stealing cars under masks
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| Scummy cunts are using me
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| Stealing cars under masks
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| Scum
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| Well, there’s fear when you drive off with a tear
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| Leaving gravel scattered near
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| Like you might disappear
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| Leaving things left unclear
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| I wish you’d really hear me out
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| Instead of storming about
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| Grabbing keys
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| Baby, please don’t leave
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| Stealing cars under masks
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| Scummy cunts are using me
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| Stealing cars under masks
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| Scummy cunts are using me again
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| We always say the most hurtful things
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| But never, never know why
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| And I’m not sure that it’s true, but
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| It can’t be no lie
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| You want the last word
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| And so do I
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| Stealing cars under masks
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| Scummy cunts are using me
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| Stealing cars under masks
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| Scummy cunts are using me again
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| Dange
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| Dange
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| Stealing cars under masks
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| Scummy cunts are using me
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| Stealing cars under masks
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| Scummy cunts are using me again |