Summerville, SC Into It. Over It.

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[Verse 1]
A sleeping bag full of too much shit
And you burst right in
You almost took the door down
Four hundred pounds
And a racist drunken rage and you’re taking

[Chorus]
Center stage in the middle of the guest room
A small town mind with small town values
Confederate ideas with size to match them
Standing on a soap box but
No one wants to listen
Come on, man, it’s 3 AM
We’re using careful words to diffuse the room
And then it hits me

[Verse 2]
Finally starting to see the sound
In discomfort for what it really is
I’ve got the nerve
To shut your mouth
But not the size or strength

[Chorus]
And you’re still center stage in the middle of the guest room
A small town mind with smaller values
Confederate ideas with size to match them
Standing on a soap box but
No one wants to listen
Come on, man, it’s 3 AM
We’re using careful words to diffuse the room
And then it hit me

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