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Hey, Hey |
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Hey, Hey |
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I guess I've been down this road before |
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I guess that I've seen these scars before |
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I wanna see just like I need to see |
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And I wanna breathe just like I need to breathe |
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This whole thing makes me sick |
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I'm so tired of dealing with it |
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I'm so mixed up |
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Used and bruised up, |
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Why'd I know this |
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Looking for this to change |
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I don't know where this came from |
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This side went limp (?) |
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I got from myself |
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I wanna be just what I need to be |
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I'm getting free just like I gotta be |
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This whole thing makes me sick |
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I'm so tired of dealing with it |
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I'm so mixed up |
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Used and bruised up, |
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Why'd I know this |
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Looking for this to change |
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This whole thing makes me sick |
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I'm so tired of dealing with it |
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I'm so mixed up |
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This whole thing makes me sick |
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I'm so tired of dealing with it |
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I'm so mixed up |
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Used and bruised up, |
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Why'd I know this |
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Looking for this to change |
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Hey, Hey |
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Hey, Hey |
