I've come to my senses,
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That I've become senseless,
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I could give you lessons on how to ruin your friendships,
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Every last conviction, I smoked them all away,
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I drank my frustrations down the drain, out of the way,
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So I sit and wait and wonder,
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"Does anyone else feel like me?"
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Someone so tired of their routines and disappearing self-esteems,
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[Chorus:]
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I'll sing along,
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Yeah with every emergency,
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Just sing along,
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I'm the king of catastrophies,
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I'm so far gone,
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That deep down inside I think it's fine by me,
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I'm my own worst enemy
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I could be an expert on co-dependency,
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I could write the best book on underage tragedy,
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I've been spending my time at the local liquor store,
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I've been sleeping nightly on my best friends kitchen floor,
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So I sit and wait and wonder,
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"Does anyone else feel like me?"
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I'm so over-dosed on apathy and burnt out on sympathy.
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[Chorus]
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Let the meaning slip away
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Lost my faith in another day,
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Self deprication seems okay,
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I never thought I'd make it anyway
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[Chorus]
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I'm my own worst enemy [x5]
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The Science Of Selling Yourself Short
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| Less Than Jake |
