I spend all my money on the clothes that i got
'cause all the geeks that i meet they all look cooler then me
But what to do when they're all lookin' at you
'cause you're the freak of the week
'cause you're on the tv
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Can you make me a promise
To stop it before we begin
Will you hold on to my head
If i ever lose it again
I got a shrink i swear he's elvis i think
He wears the coolest suede shoes when i come in with the blues
He thinks it's all about culure and art
But the truth of it is
That it rips me apart
{chorus}
Tell me i sold out
Tell me i sold out go ahead
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