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they can make things worse for me |
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sometimes i'd rather die |
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they can tell me lots of things |
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but i can't see eye to eye |
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well, i know they know the way i think |
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i know they always will |
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but someday i'm gonna change my mind |
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sometimes i'd rather kill |
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bloodstains - speed kills |
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fast cars - cheap thrills |
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rich girls - fine wine |
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i've lost my sense - i've lost control - i've lost my mind |
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things seem so much different now |
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the scene has died away |
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i haven't got a steady job |
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and i've got no place to stay |
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well, it's a futuristic modern world |
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but things aren't what they seem |
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someday you'd better wake up |
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from this stupid fantasy |
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