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Cult lyrics : "Gone"

So your anger didn't carry you too far
What'd you expect anyway?
There's no patience left, your shattered little self

You haven't got a $#&@ing thing to say

High on your own

Gone mother$#&@er
$#&@ing stoned, yeah


Rain on your back, the wind in your face
You're spinnin 'round, going nowhere
Sweet dreams of her, she left you alone

You wasted it this time, my friend

High on your own, yeah

Gone mother$#&@er
$#&@ing stoned, yeah


My friends and I used to mess about in the park
We were only 14, yeah
I later understood about my attitude

I never thought I'd get that gone

High on your own, yeah

Gone mother$#&@er
$#&@ing stoned, whoa


High, high
Stoned, yeah


Come on nasty person
On your own, yeah

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