| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| I can’t scratch the itch
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| Can’t crawl out of the crater
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| I can’t quench the thirst
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| Cut myself on the paper
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| And I’m barely getting by
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| This hole keeps getting deeper
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| And deeper and deeper
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| Hey you, fuck you too
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| I’ll do what I want when I want to
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| You’ve already got it all
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| How could you ever need some more
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| Hey you, fuck you too
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| I’ll do what I want when I want to
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| I’m frozen in the headlights
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| And I don’t know what to say
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| My thoughts are turning empty
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| My palette’s turning grey
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| And I just need to whisper
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| But maybe I’m too late
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| I don’t know what to say
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| Hey you, fuck you too
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| I’ll do what I want when I want to
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| You’ve already got it all
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| How could you ever need some more
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| Hey you, fuck you too
|
| I’ll do what I want when I want to
|
| You’ve already got it all
|
| How could you ever need some more
|
| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Lock the door and hit the gas
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| Well they all crawl out of the woodwork
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| They crawl out to feast on your fun
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| They’re oh so righteous and oh so smart
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| The chaos has barely begun, yeah
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| Hey you, fuck you too
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| I’ll do what I want when I want to
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| You’ve already got it all
|
| How could you ever need some more
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| Hey you, fuck you too
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| I’ll do what I want when I want to
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| You’ve already got it all
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| How could you ever need some more
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| Peel back your surface
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| Show me your soul
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| Show me your silver
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| Show me your gold
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| Show me your gold |