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Boxcar lyrics
You're not punk, and I'm telling everyone.
Save your breath, I never was one.
You don't know what I'm all about.
Like killing cops and reading Kerouac.
My enemies are all too familiar.
They're the ones who used to call me friend.
I'm coloring outside your guidelines.
I was passing out when you were passing our your rules.
One. Two. Three. Four.
Who's punk what's the score?
Got a friend.
Her name is Boxcar.
Cigarettes and beer in El Sob.
Her hair was blue, now it's green.
I like her mind.
She hates the scene.
You're on your own.
You're all alone.
Part of these releases
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- Track 18 on Dear You
- 17 Friendly Fire
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- Track 3 on 24 Hour Revenge Therapy
- 2 Indictment
- 4 Outpatient
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- Track 3 on 24 Hour Revenge Therapy (Remaster)
- 2 Indictment
- 4 Out Patient
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