Minutes, running down the drain
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This is where our lives go
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This is where we stay
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In a job that really pays
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So much like the first step
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Maybe just a misstep
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Maybe just a phase, just a phase
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What am I supposed to do? <i>[3x]
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Take a Dramamine for nausea
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Another pill for the broken bones
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And the ringing in my head now
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Sounds just like the telephone
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So it's over-complicated
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A shame so shoved aside
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Like the broken years I've waited
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And the emptiness inside
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What am I supposed to do? <i>[3x]
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Take one more on the chin
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Grow a somewhat thicker skin
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Let the scars all fade away
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Like the promise of today
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And when the sky falls down
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I hope you're still around
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And everything keeps changing, but I won't be around!
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Shame
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| Good Riddance |
