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The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles |
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The car is an oven and baking is wild |
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Nothing is ever the way it should be |
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What we deserve we just don't get you see |
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A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge |
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Each step gets closer to losing his head |
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Is someone in heaven are they looking down? |
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Nothing is fair just you look around |
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Falling down, falling down |
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Falling down |
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Falling down, falling down |
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Falling down |
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He's sick of waiting of lying like this |
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There's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss |
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Branded a leper because you don't fit |
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In the land of the free you just live by your wits |
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Once he built missiles a nation's defense |
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And now he can't even give birthday presents |
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Across the city he lives in his wake |
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A glimpse of the future a cannibal state |
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Falling down, falling down |
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Falling down |
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Falling down, falling down |
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Falling down |
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The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles |
|
The car is an oven and baking is wild |
|
Nothing is ever the way it should be |
|
What we deserve we just don't get you see |
|
A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge |
|
Each step gets closer to losing his head |
|
Is someone in heaven are they looking down? |
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Nothing is fair just you look around |
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Falling down, falling down |
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Falling down |
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Falling down, falling down |
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Falling down |
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Falling down, falling down |
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Falling down |
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Falling down, falling down |
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Falling down |
