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I got me a complication and it's an only child |
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Concernin' my reputation as something more than wild |
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I know it serves me right but I can't sleep at night |
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Have to hide my face or go some other place |
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I won't cry out for justice, admit that I was wrong |
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I'll stay in hibernation 'till the talk subsides to gone |
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My social life's a dud, my name is Really Mud |
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I'm up to here in lies, guess I'm down to size, to size |
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Can't seem to talk about the things that bother me |
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Seems to be what everybody has against me |
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Oh, oh, all right |
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Here's the situation and how it really stands |
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I'm out of circulation, I've all but washed my hands |
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My social life's a dud, my name is Really Mud |
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I'm up to here in lies, guess I'm down to size, to size |
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Talk talk |
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Talk talk |
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Talk talk |
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Talk talk |
