Turn right, catch your coat
Look for falling stones
Careful what you eat
Humble tongues don't roam
Stand straight, lose some weight
Devil's in the smoke
Poke, scrape, God's mistakes
Drive me to atone
Show me something I don't like
Tie my hands and take my eyes
I'm not walking and I won't see
Burn my number, lose my name
I ain't one to follow fame
Spend your precious time with TV
You can't tell me who the fuck to be
Wear skirts, keep composed, don't chase after boys
Drench your skin with ink, there your future goes
Drive slow, don't say no
Stop at all the signs
Put your brain in school
Wait in all the lines
Show me something I don't like
Tie my hands and take my eyes
I'm not walking and I won't see
Burn my number lose my name
I ain't one to follow fame
Spend your precious time with TV
You can't tell me who the fuck to be
Show me something I don't like
Tie my hands and take my eyes
I'm not walking and I won't see
Burn my number, lose my name
I ain't one to follow fame
Spend your precious time with TV
Tell me something I don't like
Tie my hands and take my eyes
I'm not walking and I won't see
Burn my number, lose my name
I ain't one to follow fame
Spend your precious time with TV
You can't tell me who the fuck to be
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