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You're sixteen
Wet dream
Objectified
Beauty queen
It's nineteen
eighty six
Wish you were
Stevie Nix
Tape player
In your car
Convinced it will
Take you far
Dropped out
Senior year
Gas station
Late night beer
Why bother trying?
Why bother at all?
Why bother trying?
Why bother at all?
Eighteen
Years old
Mini skirt
Struck gold
You're the hottest
In the band
Some guy just
Grabbed your hand
Why bother trying?
Why bother at all?
Why bother trying?
Why bother at all?
Hair's all over
Late night air
Windows down
Hit the snare
Why bother trying?
Why me, me?
Why bother trying?
Why me, me?
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My body aches, my feet hurt
I'm so late and my boss is a jerk
There's no winning this rat race
On thin ice while I figure skate
Sleeping in my laundry, watch another movie
Can't afford a family or another hobby
Guess I'll spend my time feeling miserable instead
Can't help but think I'd be better off dead
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
This can't be it
Fuck the government
Work myself to the bone
Don't have health, but got a phone
To buy more things
I don't need
Don't have insurance
But a girl could dream
ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
ooh (ooh) ooh (ooh)
My body aches, my feet hurt
I'm so late and my boss is a jerk
There's no winning this rat race
On thin ice while I figure skate
Sleeping in my laundry, watch another movie
Can't afford a family or another hobby
Guess I'll spend my time feeling miserable instead
Can't help but think I'd be better off dead
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Ceiling is so far away when you're on the bathroom floor
I smell like bourbon from the night before
Ceiling is so far away when you're on the bathroom floor
I smell like bourbon from the night before
Wish I had the innocence of a little girl
Empathetic eyes in a sick sad world
Black slip dress drenched in sweat
In bed with some guy I just fucking met
Vomit in my hair that's now pulled back
How am I not six feet under yet?
A voice in the night told me to stay inside
I can't trust myself til I am someone else
Hope is behind me, I'm not worth saving
Don't miss me baby, can't help the craving
Oh no it's here again, Mom's voice inside my head
From her front lawn into a greeting card
How come you're so dumb If you're so fucking smart?
I sit up and grab a glass bowl
Filled with weed
Glazed with blue swirl
Wish I had the innocence of a little girl
Empathetic eyes
In a sick sad world
Smoke a cigarette
To yoga class
Read a self help book
Then throw it in the trash
A voice in the night told me to stay inside
I can't trust myself til I am someone else
Hope is behind me, I'm not worth saving
Don't miss me baby, can't help the craving
The ceiling is so far away
When you're on the bathroom floor
I got more bourbon from the liquor store
vomit in my hair that's now pulled back
how am i not six feet under yet?
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Mickey Sunshine Madison, Wisconsin
reclaiming rock for the end of the world
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