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And you see the problem starts with unadulterated parts that seemed so new before.
Can't you see that I can't stand to be pushed back again so you can hang, hang out.
You're to blame cause I'm not gonna ask myself.
Now that I have been had our deadlines have all gone bad,
And we're too late for fame.
Too used to get up sitting with ducks and luck I can't speak.
We're too late, cause I'm not gonna ask myself.
I'm too weak cause I'm not gonna ask myself.