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Without a doubt |
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I've taken all you can give |
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And now I suffer through this song |
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Feel free to hum along |
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Going back a few short years |
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I can see |
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That I was never really here |
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As I collect the facts and sort them in rows |
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It seems the question's always been |
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How long can |
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I keep this going? |
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You can use it against me |
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In your saddest state of mind |
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Use it against me |
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With my ego on the line |
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Use it againse me anytime |
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I try to simplify the plot to an outline |
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But I can never make the end |
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I want to read some lines that stray from the screenplay |
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Improvisation's never been |
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Something |
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I can keep going |
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You can use it against me |
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In your saddest state of mind |
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Use it against me |
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With my ego on the line |
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Use it against me |
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I've never preached a single word |
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That doesn't sound absurd |
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I don't know how to pound it in |
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To make it stick under my skin |
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You can use it againse me |
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In your saddest state of mind |
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Use it against me |
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With my ego on the line |
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Use it against me anytime |
