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[Verse 1]
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Somebody smart once spoke and said
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Don't put into your mouth what you picked up from the floor
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And yet I keep stumbling in the weirdest scenes
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Warnings sure did ignore, sniffing the carpet for
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Treasures lost and engulfed real deep
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Leftover party crumbs, cat hair, blueberry gum
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Someday the worms will find this bottom
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Itch it right to the core, give me my due and more
[Pre-chorus]
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Do dial on when you feel we've gone beneath
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I'll remind you where I've been hiding the keys
[Chorus]
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I ain't never taking no dumb blind chance again
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Until another curiosity tumbles in
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I ain't never taking no, taking no dumb blind chance again
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Till another curiosity knocks me in the chin
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[Interlude]
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No blind chance again
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[Verse 2]
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Nobody right wants a spanking
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In public for all to know, how close they're to the bone
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Bluest of skies, they just seem to fall
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Whenever badussy pores bloom into metaphors
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The future costs more than what's left
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Of assets long gained at birth, like Theuderic the first
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Gathering steam it seems
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I'd rather mess it all up before, crumbling under the bore
[Pre-chorus]
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Do dial on when you feel we've gone beneath
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I'll remind you where I've been hiding the keys
[Chorus]
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I ain't never taking no dumb blind chance again
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Until another curiosity tumbles in
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I ain't never taking no, taking no dumb blind chance again
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Till another curiosity knocks me in the chin
[Interlude]
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No blind chance again
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No blind chance again
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No blind chance again
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Again
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[Outro]
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The truck it reeks, my butt is weak
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The sun, the heat, is turning us
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Into rotting meat, oh soaked wet seats
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My soul it leeks, please do something
AmEm
The truck it reeks, my butt is weak
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The sun, the heat, is turning us
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Into rotting meat, oh soaked wet seats
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My soul it leeks, please do something