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Stressed out hurting like a monday |
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blacked out all the words I couldn't say |
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too much is never enough for you |
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situation might sort out easily |
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but frustration gets the best of me |
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Deal the hand |
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there's nothing left to lose |
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nothing seems to go my way |
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gonna drive my car off the edge of this dead-end highway |
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Yeah, so as you're falling asleep |
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I hope you got what you need |
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there's nothing left that you can say |
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lying there, you're a lie to me |
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messed up sweet angel leaves a bad taste |
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fed up cause you always try to save face |
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every star I wish upon falls on me. |