FL|20
Blame It on Whitman
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Robbin Peter to pay Paul, or the piper can't sleep, constantly pull all nighters Belts getting tighter Raise your hand if you wanna be first up Be a man you gotta bottle that shit up Pour yourself another glass of whiskey All these fears they won't control me To lie down I'd rather die now the rent is overdue Surrender quell your temper simply glide across the room Forever this contender will always be with you Surrender quell your temper simply lie down lie down Ooh to lie down I'd rather die now be sure to take with food Surrender become a member for a price improve your mood Forever this contender will always be with you Forever quell your temper quell your temper temper Raise your hand if you wanna be checked out Be a man never plague yourself with doubt Change yourself with manufactured happy All these pills they go down just like candy
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Written by: Daniel Duffy, Maxwell Davis
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