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Hell yeah |
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It's time to head out |
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All the kids with the back eyes grin |
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It's time to shred out |
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If you know what I mean |
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Yeah, oh my god, I swear |
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When hell kicked us out |
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At least we knew who we were |
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And I always wished we were half way there |
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With the state-side lights and the concrete air |
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I swear |
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Young bucks get conscripts |
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Kids are searching on the radio |
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And ask yourself, you'd have done the same |
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Tough luck for new tricks |
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Kids are searching for the antidote |
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And ask yourself, we're all the same |
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All right now |
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This right here |
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This here is our context outbreak |
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Our ten-to-one creation |
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This valvoline project allstate |
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Our force fed reaction |
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And this is our good sense undone |