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Everyday I play the game |
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It keeps me somewhat sane |
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An attitude adjustment |
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A fliter for my fucking brain |
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I try my best to stay that way |
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But it's hard for long |
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Why must I comply |
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And change my life |
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To be so called right |
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What makes your way right |
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Normal people don't act that way |
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Who wants to be normal anyway? |
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Normal people don't act that way |
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Who wants to be normal anyway? |
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Everyday it's all the same |
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We buy and sell the pain |
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Societies addictions |
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Injected into every vein |
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I try my best to stay away |
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But it's hard for long |
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Why must I comply |
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And change my life |
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To be so called right |
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What makes your way right |
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Who wants to be normal anyway? |
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Who wants to be normal anyway? |
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We're all on display |
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Animals in a cage |
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We're all on display |
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Animals in a rage |
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We're all on display |
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Animals in a cage |
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We're all on display |
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Animals in a rage |
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Normal people don't act that way |
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Who wants to be normal anyway? |
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Normal people don't act that way |
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Who wants to be normal anyway? |
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Normal people don't act that way |
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Who wants to be normal anyway? |
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Normal people don't act that way |
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Who wants to be normal anyway? |
