"Aaron Wilson." genre: Punk
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	Track #1 off our new EP.
	CD: Self Titled Credits: Copyright 2003 The Deportees. Written and arranged by The Deportees. Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Dustin Jones. Extra Vocals by Pod from The Collisions.
	Lyrics I think you're the last of your kind. You're still living but looking behind. Secret society, see what you wanna see. Maybe it's all in your mind. I think I'll be drinking tonight. A toast to whats left of my life. Pour us another round, we'll all be sleeping sound. While you worry yourself wide awake. (CHORUS) Cause you're a regular Aaron Wilson, You wanna tell me somethin'. You're a regular Aaron Wilson, But you don't got nothing. You're a regular Aaron Wilson, Got a script to follow. You're just like Aaron Wilson, Your existence hollow. Maybe it's all in your mind. When you look what did you really find. Mistaken morality, I think you're tryin' to play, God when your tellin' those lies. (BRIDGE) This is my life, I don't really wanna hear it. This is my life, I don't wanna see you near it.

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