| What’s the bullshit for
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| Verbal battlefield
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| Syllables of war
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| I shut myself off and it happens again
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| You’re not my friend
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| You’re not my friend
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| You’re not my friend … go
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| The winter knocked down my door
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| Like a selfish bitch
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| I’m glad that you haven’t got your wish
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| In the cold, all alone
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| I’ve been thinking of
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| Everyone but you
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| And it feels like seventh grade again
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| And none of this will ever end
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| I’m just your public malcontent
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| Another extraneous trend
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| Don’t try to be like me because
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| I’m not one to compete
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| Just to obtain the status of a symbol
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| Of idolatry
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| This time i’d really rather be alone
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| Can we forget this, i can just go home
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| This time i’d really rather
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| Be alone
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| Acting unaffected by this hand of fate
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| Saying everything’s ok with a straight face
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| I remember when you said i could count on your for anything
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| And I still hold on
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| You’ll all hold off and play
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| Another dumb charade again
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| I’m driving my car home and never
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| Walking in the rain again
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| I miss the smell of taco bell and
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| Places that we knew too well
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| Driving me crazy
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| Driving me crazy
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| Driving me crazy
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| Driving me crazy
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| This time i’d really rather be alone
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| Can we forget this, i could just go home
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| This time i’d really rather be alone
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| I’m bleeding profusely from my insides
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| While you’re smiling cause you’re stealing all of my best lines
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| I’m doubled over
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| And I’m taking my own side
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| Over and over again
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| I’m so useless
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| Now you’re becoming everything
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| Well was I ever anything
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| Everyone i love always leaves me
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| My judgments been off every time
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| You’re words will always still be mine
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| This time i’d really rather be alone
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| Can we forget this, i could just go home
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| This time i’d really rather be alone
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| I’m bleeding profusely from my insides
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| While you’re smiling cause you’re stealing all of my best lines
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| I’m doubled over and i’m taking my own side
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| And now
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| I’ll be slapped on crowded streets
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| And in some lame cry of defeat
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| I’ll open up
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| I’ll shout it loud
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| Fuck that, turn off the new sound
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| I’ll be slapped
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| On crowded streets
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| And in some lame cry of defeat
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| I’ll open up
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| I’ll shout it loud
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| Fuck that, turn off the new sound (fuck that)
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| Fuck that, turn off the new sound (fuck that)
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| Fuck that, turn off the new sound
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| Over and over again
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| I’m so useless
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| Now you’re becoming everything
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| Well was I ever anything
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| Everyone i love always leaves me
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| My judgment’s off this time
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| For the last time
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| No one in this world is ever listening
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| Pay attention now (what's left beside me now)
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| Pay attention now
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| No one in this worlds ever listening
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| Pay attention
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| Pay attention
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| Pay attention now
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| Better pay attention now now now now
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| At home alone again all night
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| (at home alone again all night)
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| Expect the worst and you’ll be right |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kill the President, artist - The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches. Album song Three Cheers for Disappointment, in the genre Альтернатива