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I keep looking for a place to fit |
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Where I can speak my mind |
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I've been trying hard to find the people |
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That I won't leave behind |
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They say I got brains |
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But they ain't doing me no good |
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I wish they could |
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Each time things start to happen again |
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I think I got something good goin' for myself |
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But what goes wrong |
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Sometimes I feel very sad |
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Sometimes I feel very sad |
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(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into) |
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Sometimes I feel very sad |
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(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into) |
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I guess I just wasn't made for these times |
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Every time I get the inspiration |
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To go change things around |
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No one wants to help me look for places |
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Where new things might be found |
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Where can I turn when my fair weather friends cop out |
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What's it all about |
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Each time things start to happen again |
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I think I got something good goin' for myself |
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But what goes wrong |
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Sometimes I feel very sad |
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Sometimes I feel very sad |
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(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into) |
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Sometimes I feel very sad |
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(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into) |
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I guess I just wasn't made for these times |
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I guess I just wasn't made for these times |
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I guess I just wasn't made for these times |
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I guess I just wasn't made for these times |
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I guess I just wasn't made for these times |
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I guess I just wasn't made for these times |
