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whoa oh oh so-so-so-so when you got no place to go it don't matter that your watch runs slow so chalk one more hour destroyed and sing it whoa oh oh i can't afford to sleep by my own accord i'm a borderline creep my old friends are all employed lookin out the window at a brick wall i swore that i would be the first one to make this zip code fucking history lookin out the window at the same wall I never thought i'd be with no future stuck in this mode stuck in history these pages fill up too slow I've got a red-5 fever and nowhere to go so stamp one more day destroyed and sing it whoa oh oh the company i keep is the reflection of a borderline creep naked and paranoid who am i to deny getting shrink-wrapped? i'm a borderline creep, real world bitch slapped Get This Ringtone

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