Can't stand it for another day! I ain't gonna live my life this way.
Cold sweat, my fists are clenching. Stomp, stomp, stomp the idiot convention.
Which one of these words don't you understand?
Oh, caught in a mosh!
There's no single explanation.
There's no central destination.
But this long line of cars.
Is trying to get through.
And this long line of cars.
Is all because of you!
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