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Fall Out Boy, "West Coast Smoker"
And I throw this, I'm not addicted to you
Fall Out Boy, disorganized religion of my head
And we'll never get through customs
Let's just take off the bed instead
But 1-2-3 in the gutter
My broken, you're the dogs of the ivy league
And that's all that should matter t-t-to you
Follow the disorganized religion of my head
And we'll never get through customs
Let's just take off again instead
Got my degree in the gutter
My heart broken in the dorms of the ivy league
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