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| You told me straight when i was fine/five That i was just a little shit, and lucky to be alive Well i learned that way back when i was 4 Now i don't wanna fuck off anymore I tried to sort it out when i was 10 But you never layed a hand on me, and you didn't do it then No not 1 hand, it was 2 words and a 2 by 4 But i don't wanna fuck off anymore You can call me up to tear me down Since I'm still taking your advice, do you miss having me around I make me bitter lonely tired and sour But i don't wanna fuck off anymore No i don't wanna fuck off anymore |