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I'm sick and tired of everything |
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Being your way or the highway |
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And i'm taking the backroads |
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Taking the long way home |
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I'm taking my own way home |
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And i'm sick and tired of yelling |
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Whys it have to be |
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That every other word at me |
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Has to be four letters long and with no point |
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I'm not asking for im sorry |
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Just asking you to remove me |
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Your hitlist is way too long |
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So don't mistake this message |
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It shouldn't be to hard for you |
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The one who never makes mistakes |
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And your never wrong |
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You always have to be right |
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Or maybe that's just me |
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I guess it all depends |
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And nothing seems to matter now |
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Everything will stay the same |
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Something needs to change |
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Cause its getting tired |
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And i wont let you ruin this |
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Its bigger than you |
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We all gave up too much |
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To not see this through |
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So don't mistake this message |
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It shouldn't be to hard for you |
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The one who never makes mistakes |
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And your never wrong |
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You always have to be right |
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Or maybe that's just me |
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I guess it all depends |
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Looking down the barrel of a gun |
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This blindfold isn't tight enough |
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My eyes still burning from the sun |
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Cause im looking down the barrel of a gun |
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(is what its like to talk to you) |
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Staring down the barrel of a gun |
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(is what its like to look at you) |
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So what will it take |
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Its not the last time |
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The fires burning |
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Faster every day |