Yeah, this song is dedicated to every kid who ever got picked last in gym class (yeah, 1999)This is for youTo every kid who never had a date to no school dance (2000 eternal)This is for youTo everyone who´s ever been called a freak (come with meeeee)Here we, here we goWhat? (y´all know what I´m talking about, y´all know what I´m saying)Like the time in school when we got free lunch and the cool kids beat us up (reduced lunch!)And the rich kids had convertibles and we had to ride the bus (fifty-five)Like the time we made the baseball team, but they still laughed at us (we still suck)Like the time that girl broke up with me cause I wasn´t cool enoughTrick!Things...The little things they always hang aroundThe little things they try to break me downThe little things they just won´t go awayThe little things made me who I am todayYou wanna hate me knowBut I won´t stop know, cause I can´t stop nowWhat? Come on. Ungh.Here we goLike the time mom went to that institute cause she was breaking down (I just can´t take it!)Like the car we had that wouldn´t start, we had to walk to get around (Can I get a ride?)And that same year on Christmas Eve, Dad went to the store (uh, I´ll see you guys later)We checked his room, his things were goneWe didn´t see him no moreDick!Things...The little things they always hang aroundThe little things they try to break me downThe little things they just won´t go awayThe little things made me who I am todayYou wanna hate me knowBut I won´t stop know, cause I can´t stop nowIt always seems those little things they take the biggest part of me...
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