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"Grudge Report"
Contact through computer
Broken guitar, amplifier and dreams
I felt old a long time ago
But now the rest of the world's gotten older than me
So what's the deal here?
Are you too old to get there?
Or too lazy to come here?
Too lazy to even stay in touch?
No calls inside these walls
A simple "how are you" is a little
Much to ask of you
So I'll go on without you
I gotta take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
I hate people anyway
Pile up in a dumpster
Light that match and burn it up
And run away to somewhere safe
Rubber tires are grounded and go from place to place
You cannot live here
You've already died here
And take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
I hate people anyway
Don't give up
On the first thing you believe
Don't give up
On the first thing you believe
Don't give up
On the first thing you believe
Don't give up
On the first thing, on the first thing you believe
Well I'm about to take my chances and go it alone
Take my chances and go it alone
Take my chances and go it alone
I don't need this shit anyway
I don't wanna wake up to an alarm clock thinking
"Well, what the fuck. I've done enough
It's time to stop livin' and start giving up."
I know I'll have to or just move on without you
Take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
And take my chances and go it alone
I hate people anyway
I hate people anyway
And I hate people anyway
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