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Lit - Live in NY, ’99 - My Own Worst Enemy
Live in NY, ’99
01. Intro
02. Four
03. Quicksand
04. Down
05. Miserable
06. No Big Thing
07. Zip‐Lock
08. My Own Worst Enemy
09. Bitter
10. A Place in the Sun
All right you guys if you know the words of this next song sing aloud
As loud as you fucking can, alright?
And if you don't know the words
Just fucking stand there and act like you do, okay?

Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk?
I didn't mean to call you that
Well I can't remember what was said or what you threw at me
Please tell me

Please tell me why
The car is in the front yard, and I'm
Sleepin' with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you're gone, gone (yeah)

Well it's no surprise to me, I am my own worst enemy
'Cause every now and then, I kick the livin' fuck out of me
The smoke alarm is goin' off, and there's a cig -- the fucking words
Still burnin'

Please tell me why
The car is in the front yard, and I'm
Sleepin' with my clothes on
Came in through the window last night
And you're gone, gone, on

Sing it!
Please tell me why
The car is in the front yard, and I'm
Sleepin' with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night

(Ooh) It's no surprise to me, I am my own worst enemy
(Ah-ooh) 'Cause every now and then, I kick the livin' shit out of me
(Ah-ooh) Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk?
(Ah-ooh) Didn't mean to call you that (Ooh)
Jump!
It's such a fucking honor to be here at Woodstock this year, man
Fuck, I can't even tell you