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Something's wrong |
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Something |
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I, I, I can't put my finger on |
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Breathe in, breathe out |
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Until the feeling's gone |
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But the nights keep getting colder |
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And the days all feel the same |
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Too much, too much, too much is never enough |
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I can't, I can't, can't seem to get what |
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I want I know it's my fault |
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But if we only live once, who's to tell me |
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I'm wrong |
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To want the best for myself |
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To want something else |
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And all I want |
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I see in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
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Something's wrong |
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Something |
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I, I, I can't put my finger on |
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Spiraling down |
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Control is fading out |
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But I seem to love affliction |
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Throw myself right overboard |
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Too much, too much, too much is never enough |
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I can't, I can't, can't seem to get what |
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I want I know it's my fault |
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But if we only live once, who's to tell me |
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Too much, too much, too much is never enough |
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I can't, I can't, can't seem to get what |
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I want I know it's my fault |
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But if we only live once, who's to tell me |
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I'm wrong |
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To want the best for myself |
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To want something else |
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And all I want |
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I see in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
