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Looking over all the angles |
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Obvious that some ain't right |
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Litter the recycle bin with |
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All the things I'll change tonight |
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Well that's not wrong, its merely lame |
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There's no need to hide my shame |
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Well I'm tired of slowly sinking |
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Still there's no one else to blame |
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I can't help it I'm a quitter |
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From inside I'm cold and bitter |
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Always out an unbeliever |
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We're not floating in the ether |
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Sick of the illusion that |
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It's sad to ever want to know |
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Taking off and sputtering |
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Whenever it was time to go |
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Well it's not my fault, I'll never try |
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I can't even tell you why |
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Well I thought I heard you calling |
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From the corner of my eye |
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I can't help it I'm a quitter |
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From inside I'm cold and bitter |
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Always out and in denial |
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Laying wreaths and Spanish tile |
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I'm not scared I'm only nervous |
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When chocolate shakes and power surges |
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Stephen hawking can't know either |
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We're not floating in the ether |
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It's not my fault, I'll never try |
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Well I can't even tell you why |
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Well I thought I heard you calling |
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From the corner of my eye |
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I can't help it I'm a quitter |
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From inside I'm cold and bitter |
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Always out and in denial |
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Laying wreaths and Spanish tile |
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I'm not scared I'm only nervous |
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When chocolate shakes and power surges |
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Stephen hawking can't know either |
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We're not floating in the ether |
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Always out and in denial |
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Laying wreaths and Spanish tile |
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Stephen hawking can't know either |
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We're not floating in the ether |