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It rips me up spits me out Im messed up in this rut -
Caught up in this system put down as another victim -
my fingernails are fading away and my hair is looking lazy -
but thats okay, yeah, but I think I may go crazy -
Chours:
this time I have dont feel my own -
this life I live feels like a joke. -
but still I try to take control -
still on my own, all alone -
here I go again go I lie awake -
In my car at the park I I run away -
Its half past three and I cant sleep -
looking up at the stars looking up in the dark -
this time I have dont feel my own -
this life I live feels like a joke -
but still I try to take control -
still on my own, all alone
my stereo turns on trying to ignore you
but i still hear your voice
everything will be okay,you say
everythings going to change,you say
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