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The skate park is only fifteen minutes on the way |
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And there is nothing I would rather do on this terrible ****ing day |
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Than break break break my my bones |
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And feel the pain of self improvement |
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It's not your job to make everybody happy |
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You don't have to answer to anyone or anybody |
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Just stick stick stick to your guns |
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And don't quit until you feel like changing them |
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And it's a sin and a shame |
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To keep yourself from knowing |
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The things that make you beautiful and complete |
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And we lie to ourselves |
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We can feel our insides rotting |
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When the world should be bowing at our feet |
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At our feet |
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Stick stick stick to your guns |
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And don't quit until you feel like changing them |
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Stick stick stick to your guns |
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And don't quit until you feel like changing them |
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Stick stick stick to your guns |
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And don't quit until you feel like changing them |
