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scramblin' guitars gettin into fist fights we know we can't win all punched up sure hurts enough got no chance and no last stands its quite enough for me but its not enough for you you chase me down you push me around call all your friends come kick the clown beating up high school kids used to be a dream now we're fucked got little shits to kill eye punch soups in line for yous step on a crack and i'll kick your mother's ass isn't that enough for you oh it's not enough for me

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