20 Dollar Nose Bleed

Fall Out Boy

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    Have you ever wanted to disappear?
    And join a monastery
    Go out and preach on Manic Street?
    Who will I be when I wake up next to a stranger
    On a passenger plane?
    (Passenger plane)

    Permanent jet lag
    Please take me back
    Please take me back
    I'm a stray dog sick
    Please let me in
    The mad key's tripping singing vows before we exchange smoke rings
    Give me a pen

    Call me
    Mr. Benzedrine
    But don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam
    Call me
    Mr. Benzedrine
    But don't let the doctor
    Don't let the doctor in

    It feels like fourteen carats
    But no clarity
    When I look at the man who would be king
    The man who would be king
    Goes to the desert
    The same war his dad rehearsed
    Comes back with flags on coffins and say
    We won, oh we won

    Permanent jet lag
    Please take me back
    Please take me back
    I'm a stray dog sick
    Please let me in
    The mad key's tripping singing vows before we exchange smoke rings
    Give me a pen

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    Call me
    Mr. Benzedrine
    But don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam
    Call me
    Mr. Benzedrine
    But don't let the doctor
    Don't let the doctor in

    B-b-b-b-Benzedrine
    My, my, my Benzedrine
    My B-b-b-b-Benzedrine now

    B-b-b-b-Benzedrine
    My, my, my Benzedrine
    My B-b-b-b-Benzedrine now

    Only one book really matters
    The rest of the proof is on the television, on the

    Call me
    Mr. Benzedrine
    But don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam
    Call me
    Mr. Benzedrine
    But don't let the doctor
    Don't let the doctor in

    Have you ever wanted to dissapear?

    It's not me, it's you
    Actually, it's the taxidermy of you and me
    Untie the balloons around my neck and around me
    I'm just a racehorse on the track
    Send me back to the good back dreams
    Always thought I'd float away
    And never come back
    But I've got enough miles on my car
    To fly the boys home on my own
    But you know me: I like being all alone
    And keeping you all alone
    And saids that you're boring
    Your kids are snoring
    You say you're not listening and I said I'm wishing
    And I SAID, I SAID

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    Composition: Pete Wentz, Andrew J Hurley, Patrick Stump, and Joe Trohman

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