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I hate my hair, |
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I hate my nails today |
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Too many things to bring me down |
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No time to spare |
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No day to sail through |
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Too much of pressure in everyday life |
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But my memory is fresh like mint |
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You were always there for me |
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On any rainy day |
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You filled a dint |
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And there I am, I can't even start my day |
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* I guess |
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Nothing-else mattered when you were around (x3) |
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Everything used to feel mint with you |
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I hate the joke |
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On meaningless TV shows |
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Too quiet are my favorite plants |
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There's no cup to fill up |
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Nobody to phone me up |
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Too much missing in my life |
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But my enemy sits still like King |
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Tells me what my weakness is |
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There's no fantasy for me to cling |
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Just a new day keeps coming at me |
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* repeat |
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One day I was listening to our song alone |
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And it didn't sound the same at all |
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My mint won't bloom without you |
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* repeat |
