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Sick of your politics [undecipherable] I guess I never acted To be free of this Running backwards to blind myself and please don't say the names No one wants to hear them, not from you Do your best to work things out without making a scene I want, I want, I want, I want I just want cover it up real real good I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried But just can't. I used to think things were pure and good I jammin' might with you But that was then and this is now and all I want to do is eat you Is eat you and beat you and beat you Is eat you, is eat you, is eat you I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it Your money buys you everything but I'll just fade away and it's **** good and it's no good I can't stand it for much longer I'm getting, I'm getting, I'm getting so hungry I can't deal with you anymore All the things, the things that you can do and it will stop It will stop The anger just builds up inside I feel like I'll blow up I'll blow up I guess I'll blow up Now and then, a long, long time I'm so **** tired and now it's through I'm almost done and all I want to do is hate you I hate you, I hate you I want to spit in your face Hate you I hate you I'LL GET ON THE BUS AND **** YOU! I hate you I hate you Hate you I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it
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May 19, 2012
May 19, 2012 at 3:45 PM UTC
Over It
Sick of your politics [undecipherable] I guess I never acted To be free of this Running backwards to blind myself and please don't say the names No one wants to hear them, not from you Do your best to work things out without making a scene I want, I want, I want, I want I just want cover it up real real good I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried But just can't. I used to think things were pure and good I jammin' might with you But that was then and this is now and all I want to do is eat you Is eat you and beat you and beat you Is eat you, is eat you, is eat you I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it Your money buys you everything but I'll just fade away and it's **** good and it's no good I can't stand it for much longer I'm getting, I'm getting, I'm getting so hungry I can't deal with you anymore All the things, the things that you can do and it will stop It will stop The anger just builds up inside I feel like I'll blow up I'll blow up I guess I'll blow up Now and then, a long, long time I'm so **** tired and now it's through I'm almost done and all I want to do is hate you I hate you, I hate you I want to spit in your face Hate you I hate you I'LL GET ON THE BUS AND **** YOU! I hate you I hate you Hate you I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over it
This isn't right. I'm going to fix it later. I'm so sorry.
conor-oberst
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conor-oberst
May 19, 2012
May 19, 2012 at 3:45 PM UTC
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