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there's not a thing you could say
that would force me to stay another day
on this futon in your basement
unthankful and unpaid
anyway i'm unaccustomed to the comfort
i would rush home from the unknown
for a chance to overstay my welcome

cheap beer tastes better warm
crack one open before the storm of disappointment
comes marching down the stairs
we're better off ill prepared
for what's to come
takes responsibility and son
i just can't see a future free of more such bumps down the road
so down we go

just give me another chance to
show the world what they can dance to
i could not see what all my leaning
against the wall would force my arm through
live the dream and stop the talking
wake from sleep not bought and bottled
find some peace just not full throttle
from a learned disease perceived as potholes

there's not a word i could say
that would change a single thing
except the way that i feel about
how life turned out so great
and i feel great
i feel great
i feel great
i feel great

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from When I'm Dead Just Throw Me In The Trash, released July 4, 2016

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