I worked on it for a while
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Until I saw
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That is was goin' nowhere
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I gathered it into a pile
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And put it with the rest of the things
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That didn't work
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That let me down
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That drove my heart
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Into the ground
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That tore me up
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That made me cry
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With no regrets I ask
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Have you no pride to stay straight
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You've become everything
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That you hate
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In our little world
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You're slipping down
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Grab my hand and
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I'll pull you out
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I'm trying to live a life
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That cuts like a knife
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That's dull
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I wrapped myself up tight
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And stored it with
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The rest of the things
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That didn't work That let me down
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That drove my heart
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Into the ground
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That tore me up
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That made me cry
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With no regrets I ask
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Have you no pride to stay straight
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You've become everything
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That you hate
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In our little world
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You're slipping down
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Grab my hand and
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I'll pull you out
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Have you no love to stay straight
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You've become everything you hate
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In our little world
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You're slipping down
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Grab my hand and
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I'll pull you out
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Slipping Down
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Dogstar |