gary dysentery, dysentery gary

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Started out

Blink One Eighty Two

Lost the nerve
Changed it all

Pretty okay with 

Another night in jail...

Life just sucks
I lost the one
I'm giving up
He found someone
There's plenty more
Bars are such a drag

oh yeah

Ease away the problems and the pain
With vicodin and lame 

Proffered conspiracies that they're gonna say

Pain of the stupid problems of the day

Say I've never spent a single night alone

Prone to being, too charming and then ul-tim-ate-ly sold

But see I'm only good at rhymes

Problem of the times
Find me with 

The cute little gunshot wound to the head

Said it all before

Is this really something anyone can adore

Buy tickets to my show 

Cobain like sigh

Without the coalescence, 

Restless to the core

Sore and insensitive

Completely without the stupid little justice, we expect

Fuck this place
I lost the war
I hate you all
Your mom's a whore
Where's my dog
Bars are such a drag

oh yeah 

Got a lotta heart ache
They are fucking weasels
Decisions make my mind ache
Want to make a deal

It's hard to have them reason

When they're bent on their stupid, stinkin' greed 

I hate their lives

And everything they stand for

I'd like to make them kneel

 Abandon all their ideals

Steal from them and make their minds hurt

Give them their just desserts

Fuck this place

The kid who ran away
I'm impressive all the same
Or really kind of lame
Comes out all the same
In the end...

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