(...) well I guess all that mad misery must make it seem to true to you but money lights your world up, you're trapped what can you do? you got Tennessee tendencies and chemical dependancies you make the same old jokes and malaprops on cue
suffering jukebox such a sad machine your filled up with what other people need hardship, damnation and guilt make you wonder why you were even built
suffering jukebox in a happy town you're over in the corner breaking down they always seem to keep you way down low the people in this town don't want to know
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