Salvation Is A Parking Lot A Black Lips Rip-Off

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[Verse 1]

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I don't wanna die here
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Sipping on my old mans beer
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So help me find a way to get out

[Verse 2]

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I don't like this town at all
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Black sprypaint on the wall
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What else do you really call art

[Verse 3]

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Is this town getting smaller
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Or the world getting larger
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I'll blow my brains out if I don't depart

[Verse 4]

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So come and join me
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We wont die hoping
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If we leave then we'll make a brand new start

[Pre-Chorus 1]

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So cut you finger, hold your guts
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Salvation is a parking lot
D
So cut you finger, hold your guts
   G
Salvation is a parking lot
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So cut you finger, hold your guts
   G
Salvation is a parking lot
D
So cut you finger, hold your guts
   G
Salvation is a parking lot

[Chorus]

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Why do all the teachers try to take my kids
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Why do all the people try to give me fist
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Why do they do it
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Why do they do it
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Why do they do it to me

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[Verse 5]

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The bottles almost empty
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I guess we've all had plenty
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This is where things get rough

[Verse 6]

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I'm throwing glass at trains
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It helps relive the pain
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You know I try and act real tough

[Verse 7]

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My desk is on the ready
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My hopes are really dying
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I guess I just can't give it up

[Verse 8]

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My hope is really drowning
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When I reject the Army
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Things don't always go by stuff

[Pre-Chorus 1]

D
So cut you finger, hold your guts
   G
Salvation is a parking lot
D
So cut you finger, hold your guts
   G
Salvation is a parking lot
D
So cut you finger, hold your guts
   G
Salvation is a parking lot
D
So cut you finger, hold your guts
   G
Salvation is a parking lot