I do the same thing everyday
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Hoping just to end this faze
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I lay my rock down and everyone's shocked now
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Oh it's just for rhythm's sake!
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I take a nice girl out on the town
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Maybe later I'll lay her down
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Into my bed instead she said
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"I don't think you're my type"
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But at the moment it doesn't really matter who
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It's nothing personal
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Oh I never liked you anyway!
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I just wanna fly out of this sky to anything
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That I could find better than this
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I'm lost and faded I could be permanently jaded
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I'm tired, sore, I don't want this anymore
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I'm bruised and broken my morter's been stolen
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Again and again and again (And again we say)
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I lye face down somewhere I can't be found
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Hoping someone will pick me off the ground
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I see much beauty in the world I'm sick of feeling so ugly
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Fly
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Sick Puppies |