| I felt more alive then I ever had
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| I felt the pressure in my head go down more every day
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| I’ve learnt to tolerate the lie
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| So much easier to just lay down here and die
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| I gotta get up, got to occupy my mind
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| You had your reasons I had mine
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| How can I ever keep trying?
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| When I measure everything against the self-deceit
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| And there’s no point in denying
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| That part’s of me just see it as relief
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| I expect too much out of life
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| There is no living thing around that can make me whole
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| They say true meaning comes from within
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| But if the inside’s just a void I’ll never win
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| I gotta get up, got to occupy my mind
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| You had your reasons I had mine
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| How can I ever keep trying?
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| When I measure everything against the self-deceit
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| And there’s no point in denying
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| That part’s of me just see it as relief
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| All good things come to end
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| I gotta realize, I gotta gotta realize
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| All good things come to end
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| I gotta realize, I gotta gotta realize
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| To reinvent the need (temptation, my favorite enemy)
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| The ego has to bleed (if it bleeds, if it dies, if it bleed it dies)
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| To reinvent the need (temptation, my favorite enemy)
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| The ego has to bleed (if it bleeds, if it dies, if it bleed it dies)
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| How can I ever keep trying?
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| When I measure everything against the self-deceit
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| And there’s no point in denying
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| That part’s of me just see it as relief
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| How can I ever keep trying?
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| When I measure everything against the self-deceit
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| And there’s no point in denying
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| That part’s of me just see it as relief
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| Back on track
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| Gotta get up
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| Back on track
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| Gotta get up
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| Back on track |