I sat down to think aloud my
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Mind and what it's thinking
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About A thousand things went
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Running through my mine and I
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Still tried chicks with whips and
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Anarchists apocalyptic Paranoids
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Say we've run out of time the
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Options were abundant and I
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Was overwhelmed should I write
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About the time I thought I died
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And went to hell but it's useless
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To write about you and your truely If I
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Opened up to you would you
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Take the time to get to know me
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I can't belive I mentioned it
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I refuse to be affectionate
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I'm sick of wasting all these
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Thoughts about you and every
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Time I sit to write a song the
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Whole thing seems to come
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Out wrong I can't help but stop
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To think they world about you
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Wondering why I'm thinking about
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My life it seems it's inside out
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A cross of thoughts and friends
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And rhymes were laghing in my
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Head cynically find sympathy
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While speaking altruistically it's
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Possible that growin old is
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Worth its weight in lead as time
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Keeps passing by can't help but
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Wonder why the future holds my
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Destiny but is it all a lie and
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Once again I start to think about
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Yours truly you don't agree to
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Conceive what's important to m
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I'll disregard your lack of showing
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Who am I? Another guy wasting
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All my stupid thoughts wondering
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why still I shout the door but I
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Want more can't help but stop
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To think the world about you
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I don't care what you're saying
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To me my life has changed so
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Drastically when the theist
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Vegins to philosophize It'd be
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Just a waste of time
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Don't want to don't have to burn
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A bridge and hear I hate you its
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Just a Waste of Time
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Waste of Time
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| Never Heard Of It |
