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I am a self obsessed fool |
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Self centred and bruised |
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I am a misguided missile |
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Consumed with denial |
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I am the strum and drang |
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I am the schaden freude |
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I was the boy who sang |
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I can still fill your void |
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Still fill your void |
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I am crawling into corners |
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I am a sky about to fall in |
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I am a sea about to part |
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A tiny piece of malcontent |
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I am the strum and drang |
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I am the schaden freude |
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I was the boy who sang |
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I can still fill your void |
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Still fill your void |
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Society never made an effort with me |
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And I was willing to be deceived |
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To understand your country you must understand yourself |
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It leads you to the path of least resistance |
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I destroyed the image of myself |
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Borrowed from pain and tolerance |
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I am the strum and drang |
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I am the schaden freude |
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I was the boy who sang |
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I can still fill your void |
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Still fill your void |
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Still fill your void |
