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  • I was locked all day in the summer heat, In a small brown house in Suburban Street, With a skateboard and my shit guitar, I dream all day that they would get me far, My dad would ask me about my grades, The asshole sports that I never played. And then I'd ask about the girls he'd date, Behind our backs when mom would stay up late. It was near when I turned sixteen, Got kicked out of school, and so it seemed that things were closing in and ready to blow, My dad moved out about that year or so, It took an hour to start a punk rock band To offset my fucked up family land And as I held my mom would start to cry I swore ourselves a better life If I had a chance for another try, I wouldn't change a thing It's made me all of who I am inside And if I could thank god That I am here, and that I am alive And everyday I wake I tell myself a little harmless lie The whole wide world is mine The summers gone, the years have passed, My friends have changed, a few did last, The smallest dreams got pushed aside, The largest ones that changed my life, And all I wished for has come to pass, From rock and roll, to love and cash It's all success if it's what you need Do what you like and do it honestly

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