Lyrics Straight Life - Therapy?
My
tongue
is
twisted
from
talkin′
My
feet
are
blistered
from
walkin'
alone
My
head
is
burtin′
with
thoughts
And
every
bruise
looks
so
familiar
This
city's
buzzin'
with
bastards
Cancer
tans
and
platic
disasters
Wannabees
and
users
and
makers
Impotents
and
shake
city
fakers
So
don′t
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
And
don't
include
me
in
your
straight
life
And
don′t
tell
me,
everything's
alright
In
your
straight
life
My
system′s
sick
with
poison
Hearts
bitter
joys
are
jumpin'
Far
away
from
better
days
And
every
beat
feels
so
familiar
My
arms
are
fed
up
reaching
My
voice
is
through
of
breakin′
Myself
I'm
sick
of
reason
Every
bruise
feels
so
familiar
So
don't
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
And
don′t
include
me
in
your
straight
life
So
don't
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
In
your
straight
life
So
don't
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
And
don't
include
me
in
your
straight
life
So
don′t
tell
me,
everything's
alright
In
your
straight
life
- Guitar
solo
-
So
don't
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
And
don′t
include
me
in
your
straight
life
Don't
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
In
your
straight
life
So
don't
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
And
don't
include
me
in
your
straight
life
So
don′t
tell
me,
everything's
alright
In
your
straight
life
So
don't
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
And
don′t
include
me
in
your
straight
life
So
don't
tell
me,
everything′s
alright
In
your
straight
life
Straight
life,
in
your
straight
life,
in
your
straight
life,
In
your
straight
life,
in
your
straight
life,
In
your
straight
life,
in
your
straight
life,
In
your
straight
life,
in
your
straight
life
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