| Hey again, I hope you know you ruined my life
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| The bitterest words are never quite sincere
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| But I gotta tell you one thing, it’s all the same to me
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| It’s in my blood and you don’t feel the flow
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| (Woo woo)
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| I sat there, absorbing the ever-present real world
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| Wondering why people have to change all the time
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| And about those who shift with the trends
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| Well, we both know I know better
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| Than to point the blame at somebody else but myself
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| So I’ll put these words on the shelf, with pictures of old friends
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| I can sit and ask myself what I’m doing wrong
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| But I’m right this time
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| And these are my convictions you’re tearing down
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| I won’t give up
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| Even though it’s all anyone in this world thinks we’re good for now
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| She’s not with us anymore
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| I sat there feeling frustrated
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| The autumn sky was rapidly turning to dusk
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| And I’m feeling so fucking alone in this world
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| You won’t believe me when I tell you
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| But everything that I respect is absent in you
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| So go shut me out and shut up, as this scene rages on
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| I can’t decide what to do with people like you
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| I can’t take it on the chin
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| 'Cause these are my convictions that you’re tearing down
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| I won’t give up
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| Even though it’s all anyone in this world thinks we’re good for now
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| He’s not with us anymore
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| I’m not changing for the world
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| There’s a time to let it go
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| When it comes I’ll let you know, yeah!
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| I’ll take this mental anguish, fists thrown at my head
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| Because I’m right this time, yeah (this time)
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| And yeah, I’m right this time, oh yeah (this time)
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| I’m so right this time
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| These are my convictions that you’re tearing down
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| I won’t give up
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| Even though it’s all anyone in this world thinks we’re good for now
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| She’s not with us anymore
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| I’m not changing for the world
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| I won’t change for your world
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| Oh, yeah, as we go, go, go, go, go, fists first to the world
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| Your concrete morals mold life’s prison cells
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| And with fashion as warden, you’re prisoners in hell in your world Rot in hell
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| in your world
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| I’m not changing for the world |