The whole thing is just , , , , repeated. Great folk crust from up in Illinois
Cut my fingernails so I don't scratch the surface of living free
Buy a dictionary so I can word my way out of this
Convince myself that she's not worth it, she's not worth it anymore
I got friends I think as long as I keep buying them their drinks
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And people pass me by
And move on in their own lives
Never stop just to say hi
I already miss goodbye
And I hope that you remember me,
As I sit here forgetting
About the people and places and things
That keep me hanging from the cieling
Hanging from the cieling
Hanging from the cieling
Hanging from the cieling
Hanging from the cieling
Drag myself to work so I can buy all of these pretty things
Change my guitar strings so I can keep on screaming about my problems
Sometimes I wonder what my sister, what my sister really thinks of me
But I'll never know and neither will she, cause I haven't seen her since 17
When you wrap your head around the fact that you're wrapping rope around your neck
Don't choke up, your fear's your weakness
Cause you don't want those things on your face
No, you don't want those things on your face
While they form on the face and on your family and friends
While they form over you when you're dead
When you're dead
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