Well it’s not working anymore
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I’m stuck in things I’ve always done before
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I am broken, I am sore
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I don’t wanna live in here anymore
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Oh, something’s got to go
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I’ve gone and made myself sick
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Smoking cigarettes, being such a dictator
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And sooner or later I’ll die
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And nobody there will even think to cry
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What kind of living is that?
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Oh, something’s got to go
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What kind of living is that?
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Oh, oh yeah
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What kind of living is that?
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And it’s not easy being here
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I run in circles like I’ve done for years
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I am angry, and I am scared
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How much more till I disappear
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Oh, something’s got to go
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I’ve gone and made myself ill
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Wasting time, I’m stuck in years of frustration
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I’ve never been patient at all
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I can’t run until I learn to crawl
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What kind of living is that?
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Oh, oh yeah
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What kind of living is that?
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No-no-no-no-no, something’s got to go
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Well, I’ve gone and made myself sick
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Smoking cigarettes, being such a dictator
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And sooner or later I’ll die
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And nobody there will even think to cry
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What kind of living is that?
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Oh no-no-no, oh no-no
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What kind of living is that?
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Oh no-no-no-no-no-no
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What kind of living is that?
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What kind of living is that?
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What kind of living is that?
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What Kind Of Living
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| Sister Hazel |
