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I don't wanna play no more. |
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Sick and tired of wasting time. |
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I don't know the rules to your stupid game. |
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I don't wanna make it right. |
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I can only take it for so long and then |
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I'm done. |
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I gotta draw the line. |
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I'll tell you one last time. |
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I've gotta take it to the end, with or without you friend. |
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Cause there's so much more to life than the things that pass you by. |
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Oh yeah. I used up my last grain of salt. |
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I know it's not your fault. |
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But there's no one else to blame, so the cycle starts again. |
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And as things begin to fade you know you're not the same. |
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You can be someone you're not, but it doesn't matter now. |
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You've done it all but now what's left. |
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Coming down. |
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Being bent. |
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Maybe I'm not tolerant, but you don't know the meaning. |
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I thought that this would get me where |
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I want to go but now |
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I don't. |