through If you don't wanna say Anything at all I'm happy wondering Go! Yeah, yeah Since I was a young man I never was a fun man I never had a plan and
: It's a new day, but it all feels old It's a good life, that's what I'm told But everything, it all just feels the same And my high school, it felt
: Oh, my love, please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands and we'll start a new life I ripped out his throat And called you on the telephone to take
like cars and money Let's go! Eh, eh! Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money Boys will laugh at girls when they're not funny And these girls
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just like them, like them Monday he woke up and hated life Drank until Wednesday and left his wife Thursday thru Saturday lost everything Woke up on Sunday miserable again I remember baseball games and
: Here I am on the phone again and... Awkward silence is on the other end I used to know the sound of a smile in your voice But right now (right now)
place? If I stumble and I fall Should I get up and carry on or will it all just be the same 'Cause, I'm young and hopeless I'm lost and I know this I
and she's angry at the world Emergency call 911, She's pissed off at everyone Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot, she wants a riot And everywhere
woke up knowing today is the day I will die Cashdogg was barking went to the park and enjoyed that one last time I called my mother told her I loved her and
you were a hero in my eyes but those are just a long lost memory of mine Now, I'm writing just to let you know I'm still alive and sometimes I forgive and
re feeling lonely, and no one seems to care Your mother's gone and your father hits you This pain you cannot bear But we all bleed the same way as you do And
ain't dying This is living! Said we're movin' on, and we got nothing to prove To anyone 'cause we'll get through We're movin' on and on and on and on
Lifestyles of the rich and famous We'll take your clothes, cash cards, and homes just stop complaining Lifestyles of the rich and famous Lifestyles of the rich and
Yeah Here, we go It's a new day But it all feels old It's a good life That's what I'm told But every day, it all just feels the same And my high school
Lifestyles of the rich and famous We'll take your clothes, cash cards And homes, just stop complaining Lifestyles of the rich and famous Lifestyles of the rich and
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Oh, my love Please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands and We'll start a new life I ripped out His throat And called you on the telephone To take off