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You say how life is treating you bad |
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But some would kill for what you have |
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With a place to sleep |
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And a roof over your head |
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You haven't seen how tough life can get |
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Why should you complain |
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With all of your advantages? |
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When people out there can barely manage |
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With a free education and no bills to pay |
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But you'll have to face reality someday |
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You say your life isn't worth living |
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But you'r always taking, never giving |
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There's always pressures in life |
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But why not deal with them one at a time? |
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You think life is tough for you |
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But everyone has to pay there dues |
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Why must you always complain? |
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When you have so much to gain |
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You're always telling your parents |
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But you should realize how much you've got |
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You're always asking for somthing to borrow |
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When an innocent kid could die tomorow |
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Now you're on the streets and on your own |
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Don't you wish that you were home? |
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So you think you've done all that you can |
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And now you're life seems at an end |
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If that's the way it's gonna be |
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Then put a bullet through your head |
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So now that all your problems are solved |
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Tell me what it's like to be dead |
