| I think about, you know life and what it really means
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| I drink about it, I think I’m busting at the seams
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| Don’t over think it, I think somebody told me that before
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| Yea whatever thats my attitude what can I say. |
| Evidently
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| I was raised to be this way, but incidentally
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| There’s days I really want to change. |
| If heaven sent me
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| Then why do I feel this crazy
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| Got a man down mayday mayday
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| Bottles and cans, seeds and stems
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| Down to my last roach, here I am again
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| Caught between tomorrow and yesterday
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| Telling myself it’ll be okay
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| Bottles and cans, seeds and stems
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| Will I ever change, guess it all depends
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| Feels like nothin' ever went my way
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| Telling myself it’ll be okay
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| Broken-hearted, I’ve been listenin' to my head scream
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| «Got it spark it» You hear that or is it just me?
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| What’s the matter are you feeling just like me
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| Has anybody seen my mind I can’t find it life is flyin'
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| Somebody rewind it, were all dying and just runnin' around blinded
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| I think we’ve gotten a little too open minded
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| Got a man down, mayday, mayday
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| Bottles and cans, seeds and stems
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| Down to my last roach, here I am again
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| Caught between tomorrow and yesterday
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| Telling myself it’ll be okay
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| Bottles and cans, seeds and stems
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| Will I ever change, guess it all depends
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| Feels like nothin' ever went my way
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| Telling myself it’ll be okay
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| Broke and lonely
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| Choking on dro can I borrow another tommorow dear lord
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| I’m scopin' hopin' some door can open
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| And my folks don’t even know me no more
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| My kids are growin' and my age is showin'
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| Are the seeds I sowing gonna sprout I’m not sure
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| The doubt and the lure and a couch of velour
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| With a mirror and a blade and a pile of the pure
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| Bottles and cans, seeds and stems
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| Down to my last roach, here I am again
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| Caught between tomorrow and yesterday
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| Telling myself it’ll be okay
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| Bottles and cans, seeds and stems
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| Will I ever change, guess it all depends
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| Feels like nothin' ever went my way
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| Telling myself it’ll be okay
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| Bottles and cans, seeds and stems
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| Down to my last roach, here I am again
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| Caught between tomorrow and yesterday
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| Telling myself it’ll be okay
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| Bottles and cans, seeds and stems
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| Will I ever change, guess it all depends
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| Feels like nothin' ever went my way
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| Telling myself it’ll be okay
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| Bottles and Cans |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bottles&Cans , by - Rehab. Song from the album Graffiti The World, in the genre Иностранный рок