| Suck it up, you got no right to be bitching
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| You’ve got your youth and your health
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| But every day that you wake up
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| You feel like you’ve got nothing else
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| You get the feeling that this ladder is endless
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| That your arms aren’t long enough
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| Chalk it up to a bad day anyway
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| Look forward to the first of the month
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| You wanna blow it on clothes and ink and lifestyle
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| But this ride will only get you down the street
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| One guess as to where you end up
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| Same place as last week
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| A place where nobody knows your name
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| Only way I’m going out
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| Is if we get so fucking drunk
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| That I will not know myself
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| So I will not give a fuck
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| I want to wake up
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| By going to sleep
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| I want to see the clouds
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| From the bottom of the sea
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| From the bottom of the sea
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| You just wanted to escape
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| But life was just a phone call away
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| With your crutch
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| You don’t care so much
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| Let the world drown in the sound
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| Of my mouth calling for another round
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| Only way I’m going out
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| Is if we get so fucking drunk
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| That I will not know myself
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| So I will not give a fuck
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| I want to wake up
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| By going to sleep
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| I want to see the clouds
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| From the bottom of the sea
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| From the bottom of the
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| Turn it all around
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| Turn that bottle upside down
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| Turn it all around
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| Turn that bottle upside down
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| Turn it all around
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| Turn that bottle upside down
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| Turn it all around
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| Turn that bottle upside down
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| Turn it upside down
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| Only way I’m going out
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| Is if we get so fucking drunk
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| That I will not know myself
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| So I will not give a fuck
|
| I want to wake up
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| By going to sleep
|
| I want to see the clouds
|
| From the bottom of the sea
|
| From the bottom of the
|
| Turn it all around
|
| Turn that bottle upside down
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| Turn it all around
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| Turn that bottle upside down
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| Turn it all around
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| Turn that bottle upside down
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| Turn it all around
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| Turn that bottle upside down
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| Turn it upside down |