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Golden Boy
Tiny Little Houses
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Hey there buddy
How are you?
Have we talked since high school?
Mum told me that grandma fell
No, my music's still not doing well
Ha ha, big joke
Laugh till you choke
I've been swallowed
By the big smoke
Now my blisters always bleed
'Cause your shoes don't fit me
While you're alive I will be dead
'Cause you put a curse over my head
And it's not so outrageous that your expectations weren't met
I guess that you're winning the bet
Please could you leave me to rot in my hospital bed
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It's funny
I'm sorry
I'm a stuff up
But I'm cut up
No one dusts the trophy wall
Never was the golden boy
And I'm drinking
Like you taught me
And I'm fighting
Like you fought me
Don't you ever dare pretend
That I was ever welcome
It makes me sick to hear that you're well
You've banished me here to my personal hell
And it keeps getting warmer
The switch on the sauna will melt
All of the switches will melt
I'm too exhausted to hit the emergency bell
When I get home
I'm gonna break your nose
I'm tearing all the pictures off the wall
Maybe I'll rig up the car with a hose
I wanna teach you a lesson
When I get home
I'm gonna crush your fingers and toes
Rub off the crayon we drew on our wall
There will be nowhere to go
It's a group therapy session
Unless you say no
Who am I kidding?
I'll just be sulking in my room alone
You're not a saint, of that I'm sure
And I won't forgive the sins that you bore
And I tried to keep scrubbing
The crayon won't come off the door
Off of the pantry door
Somehow with gumption your mark was now visible more
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When I get home
I'm gonna break your nose
I should just breathe, let it all go
Might do some gardening, dig you a hole
I'm gonna get a confession
When I get home
We're gonna break some bones
We're gonna go el mano a mano
You better hope that we're not alone
I'm gonna teach you a lesson
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