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how not to give a damn - brett fromson lyrics

i forget to go outside when i’m not told
i forget that i was raised inside the cold
i forgot that i was young and now i’m twenty*four years old
and i am trying not to give a d*mn

i forgot how to achieve without some proof
i’ve been taught a hundred different kinds of truth
i’ve been away from home so long, i am a telephone booth
and i am trying not to give a d*mn

but let me explain
before that hard rain comes down
this alienation had a price
and i’m dealing contraband
this bottle’s a pain
been hearing the talk around the town
i’m learning the magic of how not to give a d*mn

i am lying to the woman that i love
i’m having doubts that i may nevеr overcome
and if they lingеr for too long inside my smoky lungs
then i may die trying not to give a d*mn

and if i should die
am i a b*tter or a fly?
it’s either glory or it’s dust
here in the promised land
i look to the sky
yeah, i look to the apple of my eye
to show me the magic of how not to give a d*mn
you know it’s hard to make a living off your name
and now i lost all of my pride inside the game
i never used to struggle much to find anything to say
are people silent when they just don’t give a d*mn?
no

i’m learning the magic of how not to give a d*mn
i’m learning the magic of how not to give a d*mn

- brett fromson lyrics

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