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Say you got to write what you know but living out here in the middle of nowhere there's not much to know but the four walls of your room and the contents within Try and fill the void with alcohol but you wont find much solace in the bottom of a bottle but you might find a good time trying Pre-
Chorus: And if you've lived in the burbs' you would know where I've been Boredom's an enemy against whom you cant win Chorus: So you write it down on the side of a guitar case and stay for free at your parents place Just sit on the stairs and smell the rain coming in Finished with school, now life gets cool that's what your brother told you from underneath a rusted out old Dodge Out for a spin on a Tuesday night Looking for fun or looking for a fight It doesn't really matter who wins Chorus Sitting in a room with people who lost their youth Smoke hangs heavy from a back alley booth Take her home and its all the same 14 years, just my haircut changed Repeat Chorus
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