| Where the dragon flies float on And little kids go chasing them
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| Til night time comes along
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| And the prophet of a discontent is gone
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| And the devil smiles as he pulls the wings off
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| Of the one who wrote and forgot the song
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| Well it’s not my fault what you did
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| And it’s not my fault we’re young and stupid
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| Still I’m stuck in this nightmare joke
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| No company
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| My strings are broke
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| So I go out lookin for the right one
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| A nice, fat girl with a tight one
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| Cuz I, I, oh I always laugh when I’m hurting
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| When I was punk I was way more punk than you
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| What happened to our little tribe
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| On a tombstone it inscribed
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| And I, I didn’t know my friends would leave me too
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| When I sold out I thought my lies out
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| Through and Through
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| Cuz I, I, oh I always laugh when I’m hurting
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| Is anyone sick of being nervous
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| And annoyed?
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| Don’t play with pens to fill the void
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| And I’m paranoid
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| And the legacy that we’ve become
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| To the hard rock and see the shotgun
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| If we’re good leading on the play
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| Holding out for a different fate
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| Yeah
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| No one’s fooling anyone
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| Everyone struggles inside
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| And everyone has lied
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| Fooling anyone
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| No one is fooling anyone
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| Yeah
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| No one is fooling anyone
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| No one is fooling anyone
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| Turn the music up louder
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| Spit out the taste of gun powder
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| Yeah
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| We’ll have a bonfire
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| Burn it all down let’s take it higher
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| That ugly word that makes my throat feel thick
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| She said love
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| I won’t feel sick
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| When you say how ya doin
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| We’ll say
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| We are fine
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| Yeah
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| We’re fine
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| I am fine
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| Cuz I, I, oh I always laugh when I’m hurting
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| Oh and I, oh I |