[Intro]
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I'm officially going in
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And refusing to come out
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Unless I'm bloody
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Let's go
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[Verse 1]
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I'd like to think I pride myself on being humble
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And let these other motherfuckers lose touch like a fumble
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Cause you can keep a level head and have fun too
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But I came to promote the game till they saying uncle
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At least till my name's in the same lane as [?]
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You gonna have to respect me for making being uncool cool
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With no capris and sandals, ray bans, skinny pants and flannels
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So insecure I'm tugging at my t-shirt
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Cause I swear the girl behind me staring at my love handles
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I just wanna change the channel or delete them
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Where the fuck is adam sandler when you need him?
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Or christopher walken
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On my papercut shit again,thank god for walkmans
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And I gotta thank God often
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Cause otherwise I'd be like these other guys
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[Hook]
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This type of scene just ain't my thing
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And everybody too cool for school
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And yet somehow I never felt so alone
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In a room full of people
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So now I'mma seat on this stoop
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And I'mma gonna lace up my boots
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And keep on walking till I make my way home
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[Verse 2]
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Can someone tell me how I got here in the first place
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Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place
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I mean I even said hello to a few girls
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I feel like brad pitt stuck in cool world
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Cause everything so foreign
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And all the conversation is boring
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I mean I'm practically snoring
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Cause somebody please show me the door man
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Cause I don't think that I can take it
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Everybody here is desperate hit like replacements
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That's probably why I ain't sayin' shit
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Oh what the hell I might as well get wasted
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Cause I'd rather be sedated
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Than conversate about whose sneakers are more outrageous
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Or whose outfit's the latest
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I think I'll blow jokes on you, greatest
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[Hook]
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This type of scene just ain't my thing
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And everybody too cool for school
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And yet somehow I never felt so alone
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In a room full of people
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So now I'mma seat on this stoop
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And I'mma gonna lace on my boots
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And keep on walking till I make my way home
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[Outro]
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Ladies and gentlemen
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Boys and girls
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I'd advise you all
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To the papercut chronicles ii
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It don't get much better
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[Hook]
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This type of scene just ain't my thing
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And everybody too cool for school
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And yet somehow I never felt so alone
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In a room full of people
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So now I'mma seat on this stoop
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And I'mma gonna lace on my boots
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And keep on walking till I make my way home
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Martyrial Girl$
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Gym Class Heroes |