400 Hot Dogs In: The Dead of Winter
The Southside Choir Boys
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I'd eat 400 hot dogs but that don't make any sense Put a gun in my mouth but that's a bit too intense We all find a way to go up in flames But everybody's playing, playing a game You can laugh about it, cry about it Or not even talk about it Even thought it's all the same I don't even care If you sit and fucking stare Cause it all ends anyway Dischord and despair come like lambs to the slaughter Who knew that this hell could get any hotter I should've seen it coming through that beautiful blue I guess I should've been there, been there for you You can laugh about it, cry about it Or not even talk about it Even thought it's all the same I don't even care If you sit and fucking stare Cause it all ends anyway You can laugh, you can cry You can live, you can die Cause I don't' give a shit anyway
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