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It's all cracked, you know, she said |
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I need eight stitches in my head. |
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This life's too rough, at least for me |
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It ain't the way things used to be. |
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Oh no. Oh no. |
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I'm just misunderstood, like an innocent baby. |
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And I'm looking good, but I'm feeling so lazy. |
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Got me stuck in this town, and we're still going crazy. |
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Six feet under the ground, you know I'm pushing up daisies. |
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It's all crap, you know, she said |
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I hear those voices in my head. |
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This life's too strange, at least for me. |
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I miss the way things used to be. |
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Oh no. Oh no. |
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I'm just misunderstood, like an innocent baby. |
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And I'm looking good, but I'm feeling so lazy. |
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Got me stuck in this town, and we're still going crazy. |
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Six feet under the ground, you know I'm pushing up daisies. |
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I miss the things you used to do to me. |
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I blew a golden opportunity. |
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Why sit there hanging around. |
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Everyone's down. |
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Baby I ain't selling you out. |
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Oh no. Oh no. |
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I'm just misunderstood, like an innocent baby. |
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And I'm looking good, but I'm feeling so lazy. |
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Got me stuck in this town, and we're still going crazy. |
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Six feet under the ground, you know I'm pushing up daisies. |
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I'm just misunderstood, like an innocent baby. |
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And I'm looking good, but I'm feeling so lazy. |
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Got me stuck in this town, and we're still going crazy. |
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Six feet under the ground, you know I'm pushing up daisies. |
