| Alexandria drives a school bus
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| As she stares back at empty seats
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| Reminds her she will never have kids
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| She adopted a sickness when she was young
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| And neglected her health for so long
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| She’ll never drive children of her own
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| This acne on my face keeps me modest
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| Plus, I’d kill to grow just two more inches
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| I’m last in this line where I stand and they handout
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| Five drinks a day, just to be social
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| And hold up my head high enough to pray
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| Up to a sky that is holding me down
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| She plants all her seeds into concrete
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| To watch all the little roses grow with scratches
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| Nothing can be as perfect as her
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| She fed all her friends to get really fat
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| So no one would notice them
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| All eyes must be glued on the royal Alexandria
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| Sexless with my friends keeps me honest
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| To how jealous and sorry I really am
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| I’m last in this line where i stand and they handout
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| Five drinks a day just to be social
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| And hold up my head high enough to pray
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| Up to a sky that is holding me down
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| Hey all you screamo. |
| What’s the deal
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| When any talent that you lack |
| Is covered up by the fact that you can scream out really loud?
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| Say things that were said before
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| Every lyric that you sing it sounds the same
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| I stay honest just enough to hate
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| Five drinks a day just to be social
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| And hold up my head high enough to pray
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| Up to a sky that is holding me down
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| I smoke five joints a day, just to be social
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| I hold up my head
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| I’m high enough to pray
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| Up to a sky that’s holding me down
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| I’ll find myself in the worst of slums
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| I could use some slack if you could cut me some
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| I’ll go first, oh no I insisted
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| Into orchards filled with oranges
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| And I’ll drink myself to life |