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I've grown sick
I've gotten older
I finally have an audience to ignore me
I can yell all I want
But you still can't hear me
I'm punching myself out
Holding in my breath
I can take this lightly
Throwing up the words that I said to you
I always do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I ight say things that you don't wanna hear
But someday you might care
And I won't be there
No I won't be there
Here's to us fools
That have no meaning
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
I'm punching myself out
Holding in my breath
I can yell all I want
Throwing up the words that I said to you
I always do what I'm not supposed to
Here's to us fools that have no meaing
I tip my glass to you
Let's toast the night away to friends
And forget about tomorrow
Přidal: helena dne 23. 05. 2008 v 16:38.
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