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I'm not a victim of some feeble mind disease |
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Although some of my old friends would tend to disagree |
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I know these chemicals will get the best of me |
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I'm not saying that I want to quit it just makes it hard to breathe |
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But who needs lungs when you just bought a brand new pen |
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And theres stacks and stacks of envelopes just waiting to be sent |
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I looked through my closet and I found those magazines |
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I circled all the writers that I one day hoped to meet |
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Don't get me wrong I don't mind getting bad reviews |
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In fact sometimes they're the only ones who try and speak the truth |
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But there are others who just love to cross that line |
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Hoping that their viciousness will boost traffic on their site |
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Like that kid who asked me if I knew I couldn't sing |
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That's like asking a blind man if he knows that he can't see |
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Next time try putting down something we don't know |
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Like how they gave a writing job to someone so damn slow |
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And then you went and said you didn't understand |
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How a girl so beautiful could love a guy like him |
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Now that's a question you should be saving for your wife |
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And while you're on the subject ask her where she was last night |
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Because She didn't go to her sister's for a drink |
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She was backstage at our show sitting on my knee |
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Telling us about how you walked in on her |
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With her hands inside her pants and singing all the words |
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Those very lyrics that you tried to criticize |
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But as we expected you misquoted half the lines |
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I guess this is a game that we both just have to play |
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I'll keep putting records out and you keep throwing them away |
