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Repetitious Reputation

Everyday is the same ordeal

Go to work and pay your bills

No more fun and college days

Yeah, straighten up and feel the pain

This growing up is fucking lame

It's hard to keep my body sane

Everything just looks the same

While everything won't go my way

And everybody takes advantage

Of the things I need to bandage

So I go across the street

To the liquor store for treats

And buy a 40oz to freedom

'Cause I know how to fucking treat them

As my life goes down the drain

My only friend is this liquor bottle


I need to run away

From this repetitious reputation

Oh, I need to run away

Back across the nation