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All my doctors and friends |
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Have concocted these theories |
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Weary of seeing me day after day |
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On the edge of my bed |
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Leery of living |
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My laughter on hold |
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My sadness on stay |
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And it's been this way for quite a while |
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Yes, I forget how to smile |
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I'd like to rely on my old game and yet |
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Even that I forget |
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It's not there, I regret |
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Couldn't get up today |
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I pretended a fever |
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Any excuse but the truth will do |
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I don't lie very well |
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No I'm not a deceiver |
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But I can't bring myself to admit that I'm blue |
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And it's been this way |
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For quite a while |
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Yes, I forget how to smile |
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I'd like to rely on my old game and yet |
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Even that I forget |
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It's not there, I regret |
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The clock and the calendar |
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Both an assault |
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Time goes so slow |
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It must be my fault |
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I act like I'm okay |
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When I'm not okay at all |
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I forget what to do |
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I forget what it all means |
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Don't remember if love ever really felt good |
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I forget to be here |
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And not in-between |
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I'd put on a good show |
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If only I could |
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And it's been this way for quite a while |
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Yes, I forget how to smile |
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I'd like to rely on my old game and yet |
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Even that I forget |
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It's not there, I regret |
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I forget |
