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You just stood there screaming |
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fearing no one was listening to you |
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they say the empty can rattles the most |
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the sound of your voice must soothe you |
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hearing only what you want to hear |
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and knowing only what you've heard |
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you you're smothered in tragedy |
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you're out to save the world |
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misery |
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you insist that the weight of the world |
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should be on your shoulders |
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misery |
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there's much more to life than what you see |
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my friend of misery |
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you still stood there screaming |
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no one caring about these words you tell |
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my friend before your voice is gone |
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one man's fun is another's hell |
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these times are sent to try men's souls |
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but something's wrong with all you see |
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you you'll take it on all yourself |
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remember, misery loves company |
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misery |
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you insist that the weight of the world |
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should be on your shoulders |
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misery |
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there's much more to life than what you see |
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my friend of misery |
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you just stood there creaming |
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my friend of misery |
