Another dawn another day I long to waste
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I like the comfort of the chaos in my place
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I put my mind on hold ? my conscience on standby
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for a little while
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Another promise to my room I couldn’t keep
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another night just full of television sleep
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and all my books are getting on the shelf
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I liven up ? for giving in
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I’m never cold ? but shivering
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the more I learn ? the less I know
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gotta dig myself out of this hole ? ‘cause
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Sometimes I feel so automatic ? in this automatic world
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I can’t escape my automatic ? this automatic world
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Now and then I realize a trail of fear
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everytime my resolutions disappear
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but then again I’m slipping back into release
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I liven up ? for giving in
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I’m never cold ? but shivering
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the more I learn ? the less I know
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gotta dig myself out of this hole ? ‘cause
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sometimes I feel so automatic ? in this automatic world
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I can’t escape my automatic ? this automatic world
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I’m sick of it all
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just rising to fall
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I’m hiding to seek
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I’m a freak ? what a freak
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though it’s only on my mind
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until now I failed to find the way of control
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Sometimes I feel so automatic ? in this automatic world
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I can’t escape my automatic ? this automatic world
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Sometimes I feel so automatic ? in this automatic world
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I can’t escape my automatic ? this automatic world
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Automatic
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| Sasha |
