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Sons (Jack Pearson’s Son)

de Stacked Like Pancakes

(Shit, fuck, damn it, damn it!)

When I close my eyes, I can see
When they're open, I can't breathe
I think my senses are working against me
I went with intuition, but it led me to nothin'
Ahh, ain't that somethin'

So all the kids in the room (pick it up, pick it up!)
Giving up their youth (give it up, give it up!)
I pick the spirit up by raising the red cup
But there's never enough
So let me hear you say

(Shit, fuck, damn it, damn it!)
They'll never understand it
Just pick your feet up like you'll never remember it
(Shit, fuck, damn it, damn it!)
They'll never understand it
Just pick your feet up like you'll never remember a damn thing

When I'm at the top, I am found
But my hands are still bound
I think we're living on a tape getting rewound
Don't want to give up, but I'm hitting a brick wall
And now I'm waiting for the fall

So all the kids in the room (pick it up, pick it up!)
Giving up their youth (give it up, give it up!)
I pick the spirit up by raising the red cup
But there's never enough
So let me hear you say

(Shit, fuck, damn it, damn it!)
They'll never understand it
Just pick your feet up like you'll never remember it
(Shit, fuck, damn it, damn it!)
They'll never understand it
Just pick your feet up like you'll never remember a damn thing

(Shit, fuck, damn it, damn it!)

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