| I don’t wanna live with dinosaurs
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| Yeah, I don’t wanna be here anymore
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| There’s something in the water that hurts your brain
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| You shouldn’t take the meds
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| Yeah, I know how it ends for the people in the parking lots
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| Been waitin' around for a new blood clot
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| There’s a zombie on the TV and he likes your style
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| You shouldn’t take the meds
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| Dinner, movie, bed
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| I’ll hang with the people in the far left lane
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| And drive so slow everybody complains
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| Yeah why would I care, we all get there
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| Round the same time
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| Slowly go blind down the hill with your fists shut tight
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| And thinking of the things that you left behind
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| You need a three-story house to see the sky
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| God has gone away
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| God has gone to pray
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| Fuck living in the city its full of debris
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| You gotta kiss the hand that cuts down the trees
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| And when they seal your fate like a wrecking ball
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| They’ll pump you full of meds
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| Yeah soon we’ll all be
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| I don’t wanna live with dinosaurs
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| Yeah, I don’t wanna be here anymore
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| Something in my head clicked when I saw, those neon lights at night
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| Something isn’t right |