Such a Bore

Everywhere I go I've got holes in my hands
I'd rather be sick and I'd rather be dead
I don't know where I went before
Everybody's calling me such a bore
Let it roll

Everywhere I go I've got holes in my hands
I'd rather be sick and I'd rather be dead
I don't know where I went before
Everybody's calling me such a bore
Let it roll



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Writer(s): John Barrett
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