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Another day, |
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I feel like |
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I'm alone again. |
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I didn't think that growing up meant giving up all my friends, |
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Will this ever end? |
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My life's lost its fun |
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And I just turned 21 |
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Things are not okay. |
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Feel this every day. |
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Colors fade away. |
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Everything has turned to grey. |
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Into a slump. |
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Well, I guess |
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This is what they call |
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A quarter-life crisis. |
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Another night, |
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This depression sets in again. |
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I'll try to fix this problem |
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I face with a bottle of gin, |
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A couple asprin. |
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My childhood is over, |
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Can't bear to be sober. |
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Things are not alright. |
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Feel this every night. |
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Just can't see the light. |
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Futures not looking so bright |
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Into a slump. |
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Well I guess |
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This is what they call |
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A quarter-life crisis. |
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A quarter-life crisis. |
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Things are not ok, feel this everyday. |
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Things are not ok, feel this everyday. |
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Things are not ok. |
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Oh..Well I guess |
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This is what they call |
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A quarter-life crisis. |
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Said goodbye |
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To all my highschool friends |
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And pray to god |
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This isn't how life really is. |
