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At the thanksgiving table Aunt and Uncle wanting to hear All about my career Its got me drowning in all these tears Work got me feeling some pain Thinking about it every day Driving to go home But instead I am yelling bitch get in your fucking lane Leaving my job at 5 Wanting to be at the bar by 9 But im sitting in this rush hour traffic But nobody rushing So it got me feeling satanic
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