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Sick of everything, used to turn me on. |
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Wanted everything, but it took too long. |
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Couldn't see you then, after waiting all alone. |
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Shape that i was in, had to take it on my own. |
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You're just another friend, |
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And i don't need another friend. |
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Will i? well i don't know. |
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Will i? well i don't know at all. |
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Gave it all away, when i got an idea that's fine so i took it all away, |
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Now i got nothing i call mine. |
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Then you find out, that believeing in fine doesn't make you money. |
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Wanna do something fine, people think it's funny. |
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Sick of everything, what you waitin' on? |
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Go on. |
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Go on. |
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Will i? |
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Well i don't know. |
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Well i don't know at all |