Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel - Rubber Room lyrics
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And I don't know what to do Everyone I know is having a fit 'Cause I haven't got a clue I don't know who I am Patience is wearing thin I think my head is caving in I don't wanna live in a rubber room But I think I'm halfway there The funny thing about it is the worse it gets The less I even care
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Publisher: Lookout Records
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