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Still haven't grown up. Still tend to throw up. Still tend to not let my bank account get too much my girl can swim, even in prison, and look at me, I'm free with lungs full of liquid. I never said I tried my damndest. Naw, I just get by with a smile and a handshake. I got a lot to learn, even more to earn, but please don't make me wake up too god damn soon cuz..

We all get older and ugly and fatter and we get jobs and we act like they matter there's a rope, travels, hours and miles. Plenty long to drag me down. We all get older and ugly and fatter and we get jobs and we act like they matter. Sometimes I wonder if I even got out of my hometown.

Pops said, "Son, I'll love ya 'til you die. Go easy on your back, try to work with your mind." The devil may tempt me, master of disguise. Lately his clothes been made of laziness and lies. Oh we all migrate, away from the cradle. Got it rough and we all should be thankful I can't save money and I've been leaner looks like coffee and cigarettes for dinner cuz..

We all get older and ugly and fatter and we get jobs and we act like they matter there's a rope, travels, hours and miles. Plenty long to drag me down. We all get older and ugly and fatter and we get jobs and we act like they matter. Sometimes I wonder if I even got out of my hometown.

Wish I knew spanish and I wish I'd do the dishes. Guess I'll just do enough to cook for me and the Mrs. The laundry is dirty, conscience is clean. Don't think Nevada (IA) cops can say the same thing. Love your lives and at least get by. Have a happy conversation maybe share a smile. Give a hug to your father, tell your mother that you love her, tell your kids that you wish you could be here forever 'cuz..

We all get older and ugly and fatter and we get jobs and we act like they matter there's a rope, travels, hours and miles. Plenty long to drag me down. We all get older and ugly and fatter and we get jobs and we act like they matter. Sometimes I wonder if I even got out of my hometown.

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from Bleujack, released January 7, 2017

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