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Only have a dollar to kill a day |
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Still I'm satisfied |
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I can't imagine any other way |
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I know that I'll get by |
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In between the minutes used and the minutes given |
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Is where we end up |
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Sometimes I feel abused you tell me this is living |
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It's a wonder I don't give up |
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I don't want to be okay |
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I don't want to be alright |
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I don't want to just sit down |
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Too much of me not to fight |
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It's up to us where we go from here |
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It's what we give and fake |
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Living on the edge of personal hell |
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It's hard for anyone to take |
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In between the minutes used and the minutes given |
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Is where we end up |
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Sometimes I feel abused you tell me this is living |
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It's a wonder I don't give up |
