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I got it bad, you don't know how bad I got it |
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You got it easy, you don't know when you've got it good |
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It's getting harder, just keeping life and soul together |
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I'm sick of fighting, even though I know I should |
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The cold is biting |
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Through each and every nerve and fiber |
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My broken spirit is frozen to the core |
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I don't want to be here no more |
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Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes |
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Even if it was for just one day |
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And wouldn't it be good |
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If we could wish ourselves away |
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Wouldn't it be good to be on your side |
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The grass is always greener over there |
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And wouldn't it be good |
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If we could live without a care |
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You must be joking, you don't know a thing about it |
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You've got no problems, I'd stay right there if I were you |
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I got it harder, you couldn't dream how hard I got it |
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Stay out of my shoes if you know what's good for you |
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The heat is stifling |
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Burning me up from the inside |
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The sweat is coming through each and every pore |
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I don't want to be here no more |
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I don't want to be here no more |
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I don't want to be here no more |
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Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes |
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Even if it was for just one day |
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And wouldn't it be good |
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If we could wish ourselves away |
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Wouldn't it be good to be on your side |
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The grass is always greener over there |
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And wouldn't it be good |
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If we could live without a care |
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I got it bad, you don't know how bad I got it |
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You got it easy, you don't know when you've got it good |
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It's getting harder, just keeping life and soul together |
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I'm sick of fighting, even though I know I should |
