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I can see my welcome is wearing thin |
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There's much conjecture about the state we're in |
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I'm not feeling good as gold, I'm feeling cheap as tin |
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I think it's time for my Ritalin* |
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You say I don't care about |
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You and all the things you can't live without |
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You say it's only temporary |
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We're going to end up in purgatory |
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Couch...Fatboy**...Arms akimbo |
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Is...Fatboy...We're in limbo |
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Satan...Fatboy...Arms akimbo |
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Couch is Satan...We're in limbo |
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It's so impersonal on the phone |
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We are one but we are alone |
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You say it's only temporary |
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We're going to end up in purgatory |
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You say I don't care about |
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You and all the things you can't live without |
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I'm not feeling good as gold, I'm feeling cheap as tin |
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I think it's time for my Ritalin |
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Procrastination is second nature |
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And prone to exotic nomenclature |
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I think the more we put it off the more we |
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Are likely to end up in purgatory |
