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The Patriot
Lyrics
Everyday
I wake up and say
What the hell am I doing here
They're all on their phones
Drugs and hormones
Breaking all their bones
And I don't really care about the president
Nobody ever means what they compliment
Why's everyone full of shit but me
Nothing to say
Stuck in your ways
Hiding your blackball
Writing that said
I wish you were dead
Carved into the stalls
And I don't really care about the president
Nobody ever means what they compliment
Why's everybody full of shit but me
Writer(s): William Allen
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