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Dec 2011
Yeah, Go!

We grow up in a world filled with hate
Just to die with a tainted slate
I can't see the point in everything
Especially if it brings in a painful sting

Dear world can't you see what you've done!?
Or how you've spoiled all the fun!?
No I didn't think so..

Do what you need to do
******* away, I ******* dare you
Send me flying with nobody around
Hear me scream every time I hit the ground

I try and grasp what I just saw
Kneel to the floor and pick up my jaw
The one percent is feel with greed and swine
Considering all they do is whine

So the next time you go to complain
Understand that what you feel isn't pain
It's more of just being a *****

So do what you gotta do
******* away, I ******* dare you
Send me flying when nobody's around
Hear me scream every time I hit the ground

******* away, ******* away
End it today, end it today

Oh!

So do what you gotta do
******* away, I ******* dare you
Send me flying when nobody's around
Hear me scream every time I hit the ground
Copyright; Bret Desrochers
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