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All Grown Up

from Toilet Kids Bread by F.Y.P.

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I don't need your games, I don't need your signs.
I don't need your ink blots to help you fix my mind.
I don't need your worthless, cheap advice
or your guilt trips on how I used to be nice.
All grown up, I'll throw up that logic anyway.
I don't need anyone to validate me.
I don't need your dough, I don't need your toys.
I don't need your girls that go for macho boys.
I don't need to walk home 5 miles to see the zero
on my answering machine smile.
I don't need your shrink, I don't need your psych
I don't need your Porsche, cos I got my own bike.
I don't need to wait til my teeth ache
to brush 'em regularly, once a week.
All grown up, I don't have to listen to what you have to say.
All grown up, and if you don't believe me, just ask
my mommy.

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from Toilet Kids Bread, released January 1, 2007

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