| This is your life, so why do you do it?
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| You see it all like a film but I’m not in it You don’t like my attitude, or my tact
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| But I don’t care, 'cause I don’t like your soundtrack
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| The side of my head, an endless pain
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| I tip it to the side to let the bad things drain
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| Coming on strong, like a terminal prefect
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| Down the hole with the gene pool defects
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| I’ve got nothing to say, I’m not talking to you
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| I’ve got nothing to say, you’re just a wall of mouths
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| I’ve got nothing to say, I’m not talking to you
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| I’ve got nothing to say, you’re just a wall of mouths
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| Here we go again, the runaround circus
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| Looking to you for clues but I’m not worth it You don’t like my attitude, or my tact
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| But I don’t give a shit, 'cause I don’t like your soundtrack
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| The side of my head, an endless pain
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| I tip it to the side to let the bad things drain
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| Je suis l’etranger, ne pas deranger
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| [translation from French:
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| I am the foreigner, do not disturb]
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| Just drive me into the central reservation
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| I’ve got nothing to say, I’m not talking to you
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| I’ve got nothing to say, you’re just a wall of mouths
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| I’ve got nothing to say, I’m not talking to you
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| I’ve got nothing to say, you’re just a wall of mouths
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| boredom sway
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| And I’ll invite them back to mine
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| The end of dialing nine, nine, nine, the fools
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| I drive her back to the bargain of sticks
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| Play reveille on a pile of bricks
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| leave six, six, six
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| I’ve got nothing to say, I’m not talking to you
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| I’ve got nothing to say, you’re just a wall of mouths
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| I’ve got nothing to say, I’m not talking to you
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| I’ve got nothing to say, you’re just a wall of mouths
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| I’ve got nothing to say, I’m not talking to you
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| I’ve got nothing to say, you’re just a wall of mouths
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| I’ve got nothing to say, I’m not talking to you
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| I’ve got nothing to say, you’re just a wall of mouths
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| Hit me Hit me Hit me Hit me |