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Less Than Jake Anthem

So you say All your white flags are up and that you've had enough And that you were tired of collecting dust You say everything always looks the same

This song is for everyone that said I was Programed, hardwired, that I'd self-destruct They'd say I was destined to always be desperate They'd say I was

These are all the reasons why I'll be exploding tonite And why this chip on my shoulder Feels like a mile wide It's from the overwork, overtime compromise

She's gonna break soon, gonna break soon, gonna break soon She's gonna break soon, gonna break soon, gonna break soon With so many problems in her life

By this time tomorrow You'll get out on the streets of Chicago Walkin' all the way home from commuter trains Oh yeah, yeah, yeah By this time tomorrow

the loneliest of nights With the strongest drinks and longest lines, it's not that big of a surprise That you're feeling more dead than alive You're feeling more dead than

There's a black cloud over this house That's been around for 3 years now There's a thunderstorm inside and it won't go away No it won't go away That'

Album : Anthem (2003) So this pen is starting to become A pip bomb and these songs Have turned to anthems again To everything thats chance And to everything

American dream is to have it, a little bit better than my parents ever had it My American dream is to have it, a little bit better than my parents ever