The trick to Is to anything negative you might feel about yourself That people really like you that much That you've got fat because lonely Or that parents are going to die
I like to get my all the little frothy things on the side And I like to put in those sticks
The trick to freedom is to your past regrets Questionable Drunken
I like to have a lotta energy My life it up, all the time Up, up, up
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People like positive Positivity makes good happen
My doesn't let me buy those tabloid magazines 'Cause he says that it makes me fight him more
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I definitely the gin-sing And the gingko
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Sometimes you picture yourself getting On an imaginary spike out from over your bed When you keep forgetting to somebody back But the time goes by, the less you feel like calling Because embarrassed
it kind of makes you freaky And you don't want to think you're freaky Even though you are of freaky But in the bedroom
My mom says I'm really on my kids I want them growing up thinking That everything's just be handed to them They're gonna have to work their asses off like I did
You know, we get up at six in the morning We're like, "Come on, get up, get the bed It's gonna be a day, come on" (But, mom, I'm tired) Up, up, up
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