Sometimes I sit and ponder, of all the fucked up things in my life,
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Can't make them go away, and not be afraid.
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I'll have you know I work a 9 to 5,
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I finish up and walk right out the door,
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When every day's the same,
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Not a dollar to my name.
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And they all waltz around with fancy cars,
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And dollar bills waving in my face,
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I could careless; I'm not impressed,
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Cuz all your smiles are the same.
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Life really sucks, well I'm alive,
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This is the life for me until the day I die.
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You may be strong and count on life
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But when the night is young, the strong resolve to fight.
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Pick up the paper, shake my hand, and roll my eyes
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Turn on the television, my blood is getting thick
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So I write tonight To tell you about the things I can't explain
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And I wave goodbye, I'm not standing by, to let you take control
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Life really sucks, well I'm alive,
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This is the life for me until the day I die.
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You may be strong and count on life
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But when the night is young, the strong resolve to fight.
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We carry questions through the night,
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When all the answers are denied.
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We carry questions through the night,
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When all the answers are denied.
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Sometimes I sit and wonder of all the fucked up things in this life,
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I can't pretend I'm right, so I stay and fight.
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Hey, hey, hey, hey,
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The strong resolve to fight.
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Hey, hey, hey, hey,
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The strong resolve to fight.
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Hey, hey, hey, hey,
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The strong resolve to fight.
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Hey, hey, hey, hey,
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The strong resolve to fight
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Resolve To Fight
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