| Ooh, ooh ooh mm
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| Hmm, no no no
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| Go! |
| Go!
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| Jo! |
| Jo!
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| My dream got dark, yeah
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| Blood running down the drain
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| And the world falling apart, yeah
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| But it ain’t like a damn thing changed
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| If I wait too long: I won’t be strong
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| If it’s too late: I’ll have to wait
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| Soon enough I’ll be
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| Running down your street
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| Anyway, yeah
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| Mmm
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| The pain keeps growing
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| Taking over my life
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| But I don’t really care
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| It’s been like this for a long time
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| Me and Dad
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| Swinging back and forth all night
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| That’s how we connect (We, we)
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| And I’ll take it back
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| I don’t have a family, yeah
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| To call my own
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| When I’m alone
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| And I’ll take it back! |
| (Sticks and stones do so much damage)
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| I don’t have a family, yeah (Sticks and stones do so much damage)
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| To call my own (Sticks and stones do so much damage)
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| When I’m alone (Sticks and stones, sticks and stones)
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| (One two, one two)
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| I’m much better stoned
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| At least people tell me so
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| Better stay in the cold
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| Then take this dirty bus back home
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| I’m doing it, because I can
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| And I can do whatever I feel like doing
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| I like proving them wrong (bitch!)
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| Like ripping a hole in prayers
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| Like feeling like there’s a hole
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| In my head when they stare
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| So close that I can feel the air
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| Coming off it this time
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| I got God on the line
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| He said, «do it!», saying I got
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| Something to prove
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| To those who couldn’t, yeah
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| Why do snowflakes get called stupid?
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| Is it because
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| They don’t play foursquare?
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| Can’t meet there
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| No I don’t go there no more
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| Cried too much in this house
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| No wonder why
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| I got my ass kicked the fuck out
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| Bad thoughts, shut 'em out
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| Show 'em just what we about
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| Sing it all loud and proud
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| Drowning in, down and out
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| Stove on, lights off
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| And the garage door closed
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| Think I’m tryna come home
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| Let that motherfucker go! |
| (Gah!)
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| And I’ll take it back
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| I don’t have a family, yeah
|
| To call my own
|
| When I’m alone
|
| And I’ll take it back! |
| (Sticks and stones do so much damage)
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| I don’t have a family, yeah (Sticks and stones do so much damage)
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| To call my own (Sticks and stones do so much damage)
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| When I’m alone (Sticks and stones, sticks and stones)
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| Oh man, yeah
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| Yeah, it’s that new shit
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| Rolled a spliff too
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| You could fuck your bitch too
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| Might just fuck your bitch too (Ohhh)
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| Heck yeah, yeah
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| Eh, eh, fuck with me dawg
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| Eh, eh, eh sup dawg
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| Sticks and stones |