Why can't I be content with my life, with my friends, with the odds and the ends.
Why do I feel second best, like I'm not as good as all the rest, but they're all lame
and I realize that I'll never change(anyways)

Sometimes I think this town has swallowed me whole with the crowd, and I know
that I want to leave, leave them all behind.
There's so much to complain about
so why don't you just get the hell out

Well I know this town bores me and ignores everything valueable to me.
It will take you down, fuck you up, and make you hate the world.
There's so much to complain about
So why don't you just get the hell out

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