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Far be it from me to put a stitch in every seam, but I won't sit around and watch you destroy my dreams. Plagued by simple minds, we've got a problem within. Boston hates itself, I'm outside so I'm in! When you're hit in the back you gotta take it in stride. We'll never fucking change to do what's cool at the time. I'll spit in your face 'til the day I die, cause these are the best days of our fucking lives. I'm picking my head up! Brining it down and making something out of nothing. Stomping you to the ground for the sake of better days. Refuse to change, refuse to change! I'll be kicking around 'til the day I die! |
