Hangover (And Over Again)

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When I grow up
I wanna be a snow man
Just melt away
Leave the children with a smile
I've lived inside my storybook for a good time
Got palpitations cause the pages are running out
One day the kind wind blows me a bottle
I drink it up, have to swallow with a chew
I roll outside the stones I've held familiar
Some shifty folks give me a brand new point of view
My papa says,
"It's a waste of time.
You're throwing your life away."
It's in my head
And I'm hiding in the dark
Still upset
By the same old shit
Over and over
But I'll make my bed
And I'll go the f*ck to sleep
I grabbed a lie
Recited it over and over
"I'm like this, they're like that"
My eyes are wide
And my back is sore
With every last drink, I melt more
My papa said,
"It's a waste of time.
You're throwing your life away."
It's in my head
And I'm hiding in the dark
Still upset
By the same old shit
Over and over but
I'll make my bed
And I'll go the f*ck to sleep
My papa said,
"It's a waste of time.
You're throwing your life away."
It's in my head
And I'm hiding in the dark
Still upset
By the same old shit
Over and over but
I'll make my bed
And I'll go the f*ck to sleep
On and on and on and
Over and over
On and on and on and on
It's always the same
On and on and on and
Over and over
On and on and on and on
It's always the same
I always wanted to believe I'd fly
If I beat my arms enough
I'd hang with the vultures in the sky
Cause we all run out of luck
I'm sorry, Dad, for all my tests
Where I didn't score enough
I swear I'm learning how to pass
Cause I think I've failed enough
I always wanted to believe I'd fly
If I beat my arms enough
I'd hang with the vultures in the sky
Cause we all run out of luck
I'm sorry, Dad, for all my tests
Where I didn't score enough
I swear I'm learning how to pass
Cause I think I've failed enough
On and and on and on and
Over and over
On and on and on and on
And over again
On and and on and on and
Over and over
On and on and on and on
And over again

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