The condition is so crushing as if all the world is crashing,
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all the world comes crashing, world comes crashing down on me.
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The news is a distorted view through someone else's glasses,
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reprinted for the masses and so I killed my TV.
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And are you the type to let yourself get scared?
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We all go swimming naked, or at least strip to our underwear,
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am I the type to miss you when I'm gone?
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Well I guess it won't be that long...
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Driving to strange places,
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seeing even stranger faces and am I the type to let myself complain?
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Everything's so foreign and so I plug my guitar into a broken amplifier
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I am happy, I am sane and I am growing every day in every single way...
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And I'm already gone,
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and I'm feeling so free,
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I will sing my victory song.
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AWOOHOOHOO!
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The Condition
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| Defiance, Ohio |
