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texty» Rich Lips

Please, mom
You ground me all the time
I know that I was right
All along

And I'm hoping
Remember I'm a kid
I know not what I did
Just having fun

You couldn't wait for something new
And yesterday I thought of you
It left me to think as if I couldn't walk away
It's too late, I fell through

Nothing to lose
A boy who went out when he finished all his chores
Nothing to do
They can't trust me because I blew it once before

Shit, dad
Please don't kick my ass
I know I've seen you trashed
At least one time

Can I blame it
On one of my dumb friends?
It's been awhile
Since I have used that line

You couldn't wait (you couldn't wait)
For something new (for something new)
And yesterday (and yesterday)
I thought of you (I thought of you)
It left me to think as if I couldn't walk away
It's too late, I fell through

Nothing to lose
A boy who went out when he finished all his chores
Nothing to do
They can't trust me because I blew it once before

(Alright)

Nothing to lose
A boy who went out when he finished all his chores
Nothing to do
They can't trust me because I blew it once before

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Tom: Hey, uh, Mark.
Mark: What, what the fuck do you want, Tom? I'm sick of
"hey Mark, hey, hey Mark, hey Mark, hey look at this,
hey, look at, look at how I can make it bigger if I rub
it, look at this, hey Mark, come here."
Tom: No, seriously, Mark, hey, hey Mark. I wasn't really
masturbating. I've never done that. I was, uh... I was
inspecting my testicles for weird bumps.
Mark: That's what you say. That's what you say if your
parents ever catch you. "I wasn't masturbating, I was just
cleaning it and it went off."
Tom: You guys wanna hear a song that I wrote about four days
ago? 'Cause you really don't have a choice, you might as
well be into it.
Mark: Yeah, you might as well act like you want to hear it
cause otherwise we'll play it twice.
Tom: Yeah, you bastards. Song goes like this.

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