Date: tue,24 july 2001
From: Joe 201 ([email protected])
Group: Green Day
Album: 1039/smoothed out slappy hours
Released: 1990 lookout records
Track: 8
Title: road to acceptance

: - let ring 


intro - sounds close

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pre chorus

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chorus

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outro 

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lyrics

i always waste my time just wondering what the next man thinks of me
i'll never do exactly what i want 
and i'll sculpt my life for your acceptance
i feel forgotten feel like rotting (do you feel the same)
adolescence just can't make sense (it's calling my name)
i take a look around and all the things i've found
i call it blind hatred
if you'd stop a while, and maybe if you'd smile
you would realize that we're all the same
it's just like our brain when it goes insane we feel the same pain
all my life i've seem to have this need
i think at times it even turns to greed
we all want to join some family
we'll even sacrifice a moral changing