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Cracking up, |
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I'm getting ready to go |
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Had enough, |
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I can't take any more |
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No pills that |
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I can take |
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This is too real and there ain't no escape |
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It scare the daylights, it make a nightmare |
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I'm tense and |
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I'm nervous |
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Everybody all around me |
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Shakin' hands and sayin' howdie |
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I don't think it's funny no more |
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Cracking up like a worn out shoe |
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Ain't wet but the world leakin' through |
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I'd run but |
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I find no pace |
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I laugh but it's wrecking me, wrecking me |
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It make a shiver, it make a shake |
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It make a monster just like an earthquake |
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Everybody havin' fun |
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I don't know how they can carry on' |
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Cause I don't think it's funny no more |
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At dead of night time, at crack of dawn |
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It comes upon me without warning |
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If I were a gunman, |
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I would shoot |
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I'd tear the hair out by the root |
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I'd make a knife out of a notion |
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All at sea in an ocean of emotion |
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I don't think it's funny no more |
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I don't think it's funny no more(Cracking up) |
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I don't think it's funny no more(Cracking up) |
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I don't think it's funny no more(Cracking up) |
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I don't think it's funny no more(Cracking up) |
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I don't think it's funny no more(Cracking up) |
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I don't think it's funny no more |
