Pennywise Same old story
s patience trying when you tell me how to live Well you don t know anything Your expectations are wearing thin You won t even take a look to see another way You aren t even listeing Take your ideals and go away I m cut from the same mold I don t read from the same old story I m not cut fromthe same mold Don t know who you think I should be I m not cut from the same mold I don t read from the same old story I m not cut from the same mold Done with yours I m living life for me Tell me father, did I turn out so bad Didn t I look up to you Took every piece of advice you had Go to school get a job Send me on your way You aren t even listening Take your dreams and go away For so longI have tried to understand The qualities you thought made up a real man Now it s time for me to find out for myself I m getting fed up I don t need your help You never listen to both sides of the story You never listen you won t listen to me
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