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I know the drill |
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You got your ball and chain |
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It holds you down, the circle round |
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This story stays the same |
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It won't be long |
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And then your heart is frozen |
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The time has come to break away |
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You've got it all |
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What makes you hesitate? |
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Don't just wait for things |
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To blow up in your pretty face |
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Lift the weight |
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Try not to let it slip away |
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And you may find yourself again |
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I feel people just don't know you like |
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I doWhy you're making it so hard to see |
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When there's something wrong |
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It goes on and on |
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I know the drill |
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You've got your ball and chain |
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I found out the second round |
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That some things never change |
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Open my eyes |
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And let the days come over me |
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And maybe it will go away |
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I feel people just don't know you like |
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I doWhy you're making it so hard to see |
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When there's something wrong |
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It goes on and on |
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You'll see not everybody's here |
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To break your heart |
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So there is a price to pay |
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To be someone you're not |
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I know the drill |
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You've got your ball and chain |
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I found out the second round |
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That some things never change |
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Open my eyes |
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And let the days come over me |
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And maybe it will go away |
