| I’m sick of handshakes with fake ass band guys
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| My friends and I are mad
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| We’re mad all the time
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| I’ve still got my bark
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| I’ve still got my bite
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| I ripped into you with my Black Light
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| These feelings that I’m feeling
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| Are all so conflicting
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| Everybody wants to be friends
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| (Now that’s convenient.)
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| Where were you last year
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| Before we hit the high gear
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| When nobody cared?
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| These copy cats are getting, getting feral now
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| We’re building sandcastles out from their ashes now
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| Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired (Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired)
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| Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired (Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired)
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| They say I went soft while going harder
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| I just shot my horizons out much farther
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| I still think it’s dumb I need to strain when I sing
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| Or else dudes won’t like me 'cause «it's just not their thing» (Fuck you)
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| I wanna be a sellout just to piss y’all off
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| While absolutepunk’s sucking off beard-punk songs
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| Maybe if we’re lucky we’ll get a review
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| And if that goes well, maybe a feature too
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| These copy cats are getting, getting feral now
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| We’re building sandcastles out from their ashes now
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| Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired (Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired)
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| Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired (Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired)
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| Show me your, show me your violence
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| While I’m dipping my toes in the silence
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| Sometimes when I’m writing I forget that I’m cold
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| Until the ice runs up my hands and then I’m froze
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| But by then it’s all too late and I forget what I know
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| Sometimes when I’m with you I remember to slow down
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| To take a breath and let these people stay floor bound
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| 'Cause I don’t need anything the way that I need you
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| So get the fuck back
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| I said I’m stealing rock back
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| So take off with your snapback
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| Before you get knocked flat
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| I’ve still got the fangs
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| I’ve still got the spite
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| I ripped into you with on Black Light
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| So get the fuck back
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| I said I’m stealing rock back
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| So take off with your snapback
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| Before you get knocked flat
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| I’ve still got the fangs
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| I’ve still got the spite
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| I ripped into you with on Black Light
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| Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired (Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired)
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| Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired (Maybe I’m, maybe I’m tired)
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| Show me your, show me your violence
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| While I’m dipping my toes in the silence |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Little Violence , by - Waterparks. Song from the album Double Dare, in the genre Панк