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I'm blowing out spirit smoke As you turn to me try and bring me down The crash punks and I got credit cards And they don't phase me when they're living like suicide All of my friends with degrees They stand back counters making minimum wage with me Good thing they followed through and kept clean, Trained heads just to get let down and dying And we need something new Everybody needs just a little cool Yeah, We all need something Cause' we got next to nothing I'm blowing out spirit smoke As you turn to me try and bring me down You tell me that I should quit Well I think you should start And all the circles make there way quickly We need something new Everybody leaves just a little soon Give us something Cause we got next to nothing And hey hey, I'm work out And hey, I'm worn out for good [x2] And hey I'm worn out for good From Letras Mania