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Well don't we always seem to goChain smoke five cigarettesThe same day your mom looks through your pantsAnd finds the buttsAnd I don't even smoke that muchDon't we feel the same wayEvery single SundayWhen our muscles feel weak?Our minds feel ripped and there's twoWays to goAnd one way is downThe other leading blindly back into townDon't we all find solace in inane foreign substancesThat we deem fit?To alter the way we perceiveAnd the way we go about Whatever it is that we doAnd it's not all wrong but I'm not sure it's rightThe way we get high and everything's peacefulDown on your luck or up on the orange stuffAnd we all feel fine until it comes crashing downToday I ate four soursLetras de cancionesWashed my hair in the showerWent to school, did everything I was supposed toBut it won't compare to days we spend just to get away from itJust smoke too many CamelsAnd the girl who dropped out two months beforeAnd the other girl that you adoreSo any life that I create in Christian educationIn high beams is destined to crumble under the pressuresOf what is so much more funAnd there's so many ways to goSo many ways to stay right where you areSo many things to doDecisions to makeBut I'll save you the drama if you save me a bottleAnd we can get high and everything's peacefulBut everything's not peacefulWhat do you expect us to do?We're just people in a worldIn a townIn southern Vermont From Letras Mania