ConcertMate970 - I Refuse

297 is the house we lived at
Between 95 and 99
Hours spent plastered on the couch
Contemplating where we will go
And you come through the door
Bearing gifts of Old Crow
Drink it by the bottle
We all get angry
Trying to smoke cigarette butts

And I refuse
And I refuse
And I refuse
And I refuse

House is a mess
Dry vomit on the ceiling
Eventually we will realize our potential
And get out of this phase
You turn to me
And ask for another cigarette
And I say no because
I enjoy the thought of you jonesing
For another cigarette

And I refuse
And I refuse
And I refuse
And I refuse

And I refuse
And I refuse
(You've got to grow up sometime)
And I refuse
(You've got to grow up sometime)
And I refuse
(You've got to grow up sometime)

Written by:
Richard Van Doel

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