We're All Just Passing Through
We're All Just Passing Through - Nobody Picks A Fist Fight In New York City lyrics
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Back down from the doorway of destiny tonight Cause dare you rest that head Feeling anything but your 4 white walls tonight To you, something too good means something to prove Something too good means something to prove Your educator was uneducated He taught you to pass up a good thing Your educator was uneducated He taught you to pass up a good thing And run away I can't breathe for what you can't see But somehow to you this all tasted way too strong Cause you chewed me up and spit me out With only humiliation to call my own To you, something too good means something to prove Something too good means something to prove Your educator was uneducated He taught you to pass up a good thing Your educator was uneducated He taught you to pass up a good thing And run away Your educator was uneducated He taught you to pass up a good thing Your educator was uneducated He taught you to pass up a good thing And run away