Aug 03, 2004 02:19
You choke down all your anger
Forget your only son
You pray to statues when you sober up for fun
Your anger don't impress me
The world's laughed in your face
It always rains like hell on the loser's day parade
You see you'd love to run home
But you know ain't got one
Cause you're livin' in a world
That you're best forgotten
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