Intro
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[Verse 1]
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Cut it out
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Your self-inflicted pain
Ab
Is getting too routine
Cm
The crowds are catching on
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To the self-inflicted song
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Well, here we go again
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The art of acting weak
Cm
Fall in love to fail
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To boost your A#D sales
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And that A#D sells (Yeah, what a hit)
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You've got to repeat it
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You gotta' sink to swim
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If at first you don't succeed
C/G
You gotta recreate your misery
Ab
Cause we all know art is hard
C/A#
Young artists have gotta starve
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Try, and fail, and try again
C/G
The comforts of repetition
Ab
Keep churning out those hits
C/G
'Til it's all the same old shit
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[Verse 2]
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Oh, a second verse!
Db
Well, color me fatigued
Ab
I'm hiding in the leaves
Cm
In the A#D jacket sleeves
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Tired of entertaining
Db
Some double-dipped meaning
Ab
G soft serve analogy
Cm
This drunken angry slur
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In thirty-one flavors
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You gotta' sink, gotta sink
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Gotta sink to swim
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Immerse yourself in rejection
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Regurgitate some sorry tale
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About a boy who sells his love affairs
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You gotta' fake, fake, fake the pain
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You better make, make, make it sting
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You're gonna' break, break, break a leg
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When you get on stage
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And they scream your name
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("Oh, Cursive is so cool!")
[Outro]
("Oh, Cursive is so cool!")
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You gotta' sink, gotta sink
Gotta sink to swim
C/G
Impersonate greater persons
Ab
Cause we all know art is hard
C/A#
When we don't know who we are
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Gm/D