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Blitzkid–Fill Yer Life With Somethin’

Songs For The Aesthetically Challenged[3]

I’m never gonna go away
I never wanna hear you say
That you just can’t stand me
Unless you’re gonna prove me wrong
I’m gonna keep singing this song
I’m doing it all just to make you sick
You’ve got it all but you’ve got nothing
It’s time you filled your life with something
Wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh
Wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh
I’m never ever gonna leave
I’m your own disease
That doesn’t have a cure
You shouldn’t be downing me
I always thought that you could be
Just a little more mature
You’ve got it all but you’ve got nothing
It’s time you filled your life with something
Wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh
Wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh
You’ve got it all but you’ve got nothing
It’s time you filled your life with something
Wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh
Wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh
Wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh
Wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh, wah-oh
Wah-oh, wah-oh

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