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Pins
01:59
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Two years ago I had it all
Before I had my great downfall
Used up all my tears to cry
Soul was shattered tried to die
What I received in return
Was the greatest lesson learned
Maybe i'm not from this planet
I'm an extraterrestrial dammit
Maybe it was or the best
To put my broken heart to the test
But the answer I will never know
Looking back upon my life
Thanking God I saw the light
Using up all my regrets
To create a new mindset
Found the error of my ways
Found my purpose in The Trades
These pins hangin' round my neck
Will always keep my soul in check
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I don't wanna be like you
Don't wanna be like you
I don't wanna be like you
I'm gonna do what I wanna do
Nobody's tellin' me different
Who are you to judge me
I'm my own person
Quit telling me how to live my life
Your just society's serpent
Why you worried about the thing that I do
Dress yourself bitch
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Broke & Hungry
01:51
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Walking around pacing in my room
Covered in fleas and bed bugs too
Slowly withering away from boredom
Why I live like this haven't a clue
Trapped in my own torture chamber
Living in hell everyday and night
Hating the world and everyone in it
Cause I know they are right
No beer
No smokes
No drugs
Broke and hungry
No job
No money
No sex
Broke and hungry
Spend my time itching and scratching
Haven't changed clothes or showered in days
Got a girl wants me to take her out
But I got no cash so I can't get laid
Everyday sleeping with garbage
Alienate myself from my friends
Trapped in an apathetic state of mind
Wondering if this is the end
I'm broke and hungry
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Insomnia
01:47
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Sittin' in my room, don't know what to do
In a fuckin' haze, crack another brew
Wishing somehow, I could go to bed
But I can't sleep with these thoughts in my head
Insomnia Insomnia why cant I sleep
Tryin' to count the sheep
Looking out the window, as the cars drive by
Going to lay down, why do I even try
Found some old records underneath my bed
Maybe they'd help me fix my head
Fliippin' through my albums, looking for a beat
Trying to get my mind off this shit so I can sleep
Watching the sunrise day after day
Trying to keep myself from going insane
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My Dogs a Dick
02:13
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Im sittiong here in my room
Tryin' to relax take a few
It's kinda hard with the mutts on the loose
Wish I could mute them out, oh what to do
My dogs a dick
This day has been completely fucked
Working for the man and barley make a buck
My socks are gone and my boxers chewed
He took a fuckin' shit in the living room
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Addicted to T.V.
01:10
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Wake up in the morning
Sit and watch the tube
Drink a beer, light a smoke
Cause I got nothin' better to do
I'm Addicted to T.V.
Sitting in a recliner
18 hours a day
Got no work got no job
So I sit and waste my life away
Killing all my brain cells
One at a time
Wishing somehow I'd escape
This pathetic life of mine
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Noose
02:17
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Quit trying to control my head
You make me wanna be dead
You try to break my heart
Why do you even start
You try to control my brain
You can't cause i'm insane
I know I'm my own man
And I have a master plan
Don't try to take what's mine
Quit trying to waste my time
Don't you try to tell me how to live my life
Don't you try to what is right
Don't you try to string me up in your noose
Your noose
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Place to Be
02:48
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When we were young we just wee young lads
Heard some CD's from our punk comrades
Changed our outlook on life opened our minds
Showed us a culture unlike any kind
The is always a place to be
Hanging out drinkin' and smokin' weed
Going to shows, with all the brows
Singing the songs we all know
Reading the lyrics in the linear notes
Gave us a crutch on which that we could cope
Realizing others shared the views we see
Were all connected one big family
A place to be
There's always a place to be
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Don't Mind the Rust
02:26
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In the winter the backseat bastards freeze
And in the summer they die from the fucking feat
Cause the front seat fucks don't give a shit
Cause ones gotta drive and the others drunk
We drive this van from town to town
Its never gonna let us down
We would never trade this bucket of rust
Not even for your big tour bus go
Its got holes in the floor and the door screwed shut
Don't mind the rust
Started out sleeping on the floor
John slept in between the door
Here we are at 3 A.M.
Taco Bell we meet again
Another show down and many to go
Will this van die who fuckin' knows
Were gonna ride it till the wheels fall off
Were gonna ride it till the wheels fall off go
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