| To think about a dream I had, a dream I left so far away
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| Ten seconds pass and as I think
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| Twenty minutes pass, I’ve failed my mission
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| I’m a waste of life, a waste of mind, where’s my ambition?
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| Chalk up one girlfriend, two broken cars
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| My band and friends are nothing more
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| Than parting shots not taken, look how jaded I can be!
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| When I turned sixteen
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| Already felt too old to be in this entire scene
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| Of sighing lazily at unaccomplished dreams
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| Yeah, it’s my home but I think it’s time to go
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| I’ll hit once more so I don’t wake up
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| I got no home and I got nowhere to go
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| I just can’t seem to get on top of this situation normal all fucked up
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| Still, I lay in bed (in bed)
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| And think of all the dreams I’ve had and clever remarks I have said
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| It seems like they all mean nothing
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| Snooze, alarm reset, that’s eight more minutes
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| This disaster can’t exist because I’m not awake to live it
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| I can’t seem to place where life went wrong
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| It’s the wrong chords, it’s one lame song
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| I never know the exit to get off at 'til it’s passed
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| Kick me in the ass
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| A free shot, get it over with and kick me until I bleed
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| It seems that’s all you need (let's go!), this one’s one me
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| Yeah, it’s my home but I think it’s time to go
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| I’ll hit once more so I don’t wake up
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| I got no home and I got nowhere to go
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| I just can’t seem to get on top of this situation normal all fucked up
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| I don’t think I’m going outside today
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| I’ll stay in bed all day, declare a personal holiday
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| So you can take my page right out of your phone book
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| Burn my seven digits to ashes
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| I won’t be attending any of your classes
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| Light another smoke as this day passes
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| I don’t think I’m going outside today
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| I’ll stay in bed all day, declare a personal holiday
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| So you can take my page right out of your phone book
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| Burn my seven digits to ashes
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| I won’t be attending any of your classes
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| Eyelids are the sky as this day passes
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| I wanna stay asleep forever, I wanna stay asleep forever
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| I wanna stay asleep forever, I wanna stay asleep forever
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| I wanna stay asleep forever, I wanna stay asleep forever
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| I wanna stay asleep forever, I wanna stay asleep forever
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| (Shoot)
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| «To you they’re children, to me they’re dollar signs»
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| «Oh!» |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1-800-Alarm-Me, artist - The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches. Album song Three Cheers for Disappointment, in the genre Альтернатива