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Up yours |
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Stop your whine |
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Feelin' swell |
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And I'm doin' fine |
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Yeah fuck your suicide |
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It's all bullshit 'cause I tried |
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And it really don't impress me all that much |
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Up yours |
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What you find |
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Sit right down |
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I got time |
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And you say here comes the end |
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And you haven't got a friend |
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And I'm standing here just screaming at the wall |
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Up yours |
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Stop your whine |
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Whatta ya got |
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I got mine |
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And you shake your stupid head |
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And you wish that you were dead |
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And I swear sometimes you're happier than me |
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And you know it's hard to be |
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All the things you want me to be |
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And you go and make it hard on me |
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But I swear that anything you could be I could be can't you see |
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Up yours |
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Got no mind |
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That's too bad |
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You got time |
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Yeah, fuck your silly game |
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'cause it's driving me insane |
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And it really doesn't matter much to me |
