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There Are People In Your Life Who've Come And Gone, They Let You Down And Hurt Your Pride. Better Put It All Behind You, Life Goes On, You Keep Carrying That Anger, It'll Eat You Up Inside.

We're Being Treated To The Wisdom Of Some Puffed Up, Little Fart. Doing Exactly What I Used To Do, Pretensions To Anarchy And Art.

My Love For You Will Still Be Strong After The Boys Of Summer Have Gone.

No Shame, No Solution, No Remorse, No Retribution, Just People Selling T-shirts.

It's An Inside Job To Learn About Forgiving, It's An Inside Job To Hang On To The Joy Of Living.