Jason Castro

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You're playin' Call of Duty but you don't use your legs much,
you'd rather hide behind the door and use it as a crutch.
You just like snipers and shotguns,
no military class,
the only thing you know to do is shoot my f**kin' , ass.


On the ground round after round you camp and wait for me,
you only know one strategy go wait behind that tree.
Why don't you show your face?
I'm tired of this chase,
My stats don't grow because of you,
cause you're a f**kin' camper!


Camper
Camper
Camper
You are a f**kin' camper.
Camper
Camper
Camper
You're just a shi**y camper.
Camper,
Camper, suck it.


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You're playin' Call of Duty but you don't use your legs much,
you'd rather hide behind the door and use it as a crutch.
You just like snipers and shotguns,
no military class,
the only thing you know to do is shoot my f**kin' , ass.


On the ground round after round you camp and wait for me,
you only know one strategy go wait behind that tree.
Why don't you show your face?
I'm tired of this chase,
My stats don't grow because of you,
cause you're a f**kin' camper!


f**kin' camper
f**kin' f**kin' camper
f**kin' camper
f**k f**k f**kin' camper
f**kin' camper
f**kin' f**kin' camper
f**kin' camper

camper

Camper, suck it.


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You're playin' Call of Duty but you don't use your legs much,
you'd rather hide behind the door and use it as a crutch.
You just like snipers and shotguns,
no military class,
the only thing you know to do is shoot my f**kin' , ass.


On the ground round after round you camp and wait for me,
you only know one strategy go wait behind that tree.
Why don't you show your face?
I'm tired of this chase,
My stats don't grow because of you,
cause you're a f**kin' camper!


Camper
Camper
Camper
You are a f**kin' camper.
Camper
Camper
Camper
You're just a shi**y camper.
Camper,
Camper, suck it.


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You're playin' Call of Duty but you don't use your legs much,
you'd rather hide behind the door and use it as a crutch.
You just like snipers and shotguns,
no military class,
the only thing you know to do is shoot my f**kin' , ass.


On the ground round after round you camp and wait for me,
you only know one strategy go wait behind that tree.
Why don't you show your face?
I'm tired of this chase,
My stats don't grow because of you,
cause you're a f**kin' camper!


f**kin' camper
f**kin' f**kin' camper
f**kin' camper
f**k f**k f**kin' camper
f**kin' camper
f**kin' f**kin' camper
f**kin' camper

camper

Camper, suck it.


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Somewhere, over the rainbow,
way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
skies are bule,
and the dreams that you dare
to
dream really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
and make up
where the clouds are far
behind me
Where troubles melt
like lemon drops,
away above the chimney tops,
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere, over the rainbow,
bulebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then - oh, why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds
fly beyond the rainbow
why oh why can't I?

I don't think he deserves you
I'm gonna come right out and say it
Even though I hardly know you at all
That's what makes this so hard'Cause I remember he hurt you
Told you he didn't have the time
To see you or even answer your calls
After breaking your heartI know it barely even started but I fully believe
You could have been the one for me
And I miss what we might have had
Honey, I miss what we could have doneI wrote a sad song about it and I'm still pretty bitter
But I'm happy if you're happy he won
And I still miss you in the night and I want you to know
If he leaves you cold in the city, aching for a lover
Honey, you can always come homeOh, do you ever stop to think
That he did it to you once
Oh, he's probably gonna do it again?
Or do you defend that he's an angel of virtue?He made a mistake and it cost him what he loved
But he knows he's done, he's sorry for it now
Well, he's never gonna leave you againWell, maybe you're right but I still believe
That you could have been the one for me
And I miss what we might of had
Honey, I miss what we could have done
I wrote a sad song about it and I'm still pretty bitter
But I'm happy if you're happy he won
And I still miss you in the night and I want you to know
If he leaves you cold in the city, aching for a lover
Honey, you can always come homeIf he leaves you cold in the city and you're begging for a lover
Honey, you can always come home