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Correct Jobs Lyrics
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Correct Jobs
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My friends don't need jobs 'cause they all sell drugs And spend their Fridays Setting fire with their college degrees And I think to some degree They are more practical than me My friends don't need God 'Cause they all feel loved And spend their Sundays sleeping in And getting high in the street And I think a greater meeting Could be right beneath their noses Oh Moses, Jesus, Annie full of grace You know I've been trying hard here But I just can't hold the weight Of all this searching in circles I'm trying to find my place The empty head feels heavier everyday When Andy broke last fall We all just shrugged There 'ain't no purpose fighting holy wars For something you're not And I think we're better off believing in ourselves But that's me A year ago today I was 10 bucks short Of a four quarter solution Resolution Unavoided but learned to spoil it Don't know how I can make me proud again I don't know how I can make me proud again Teach me how I can make me proud again
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