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I was a city baby raised on a well-worn street my daddy hated it because of the fame
I never noticed really I was too young at the time to care about the history in it's name
Some years go by and then I moved to the sticks some dinky satellite on my home
And it was there I took off to meet my mind on the streets and then I made off on my own
And I've been sick
And I've been tired
I've been a madman, slashing tires and starting fires!
I'm not afraid!
Cowards be damned!
I'm full of pills and smoke and booze and I'm teenage!
A few wasted years a cup of tasteless tears I learned my lessons the old fashioned way
Some think I'm angry and mean, hell, I'm only eighteen there's only so much a kid can take
Another day, another time my life and loves are in line but I never lost the nerve that I had
I kept my insides clean my soul solid and green my independence guiding me through the crap
And I've been sick
And I've been tired
I've been a madman, slashing tires and starting fires!
I'm not afraid!
Cowards be damned!
I'm full of pills and smoke and booze and I'm teenage!
I'm full of pills and smoke and booze and I'm teenage
I need it more and I can't get out of this bed
Gotta get some more booze
Gotta get some more smoke
C'mon, it's all around me
And I've been sick
And I've been tired
I've been a madman slashing tires and starting fires!
I'm not afraid!
Cowards be damned!
I'm full of pills and smoke and booze and I'm teenage!
Gimme some pills and smoke!
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