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I ask myself why did i run away? |
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I guess maybe i was having a bad day |
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I ask myself why did i run away? |
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I guess maybe i was having a bad day. |
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I screwed it up again. |
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I made another friend |
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A desperado |
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Named "trouble" |
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He showed his gun to me |
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He took my money |
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I think i understand |
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What makes a boy become |
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A bad man. |
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I ask myself why did i run away? |
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I guess maybe i was having a bad day |
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I ask myself why did i run away? |
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I guess maybe i was having a bad day. |
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To suffer greatly |
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From the indignity |
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Of working for a living |
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Why would i want to breed? |
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And the monotony |
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Driving me crazy |
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I shouldn't rock the boat |
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I think my head's about to explode. |
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I ask myself why did i run away? |
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I guess maybe i was having a bad day. |
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I ask myself why did i run away? |
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I guess maybe i was having a bad day. |
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I lost my head. |
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I made my bed all by myself |
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Now i don't sleep in it so well. |
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I'm taking off my dress |
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But you won't touch me now |
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This room is such a mess |
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I really don't know how |
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To be the perfect girl |
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But in a perfect world |
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I'd give you what you need |
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And you'd be giving me |
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Another chance. |
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I ask myself why did i run away? |
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I guess maybe i was having a bad day. |
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I ask myself why did i run away? |
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I guess maybe i was having a bad day. |
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I lost my head. |
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I made my bed all by myself |
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Now i don't sleep in it so well. |
