| I want to feel like they do
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| That easy happiness
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| Am I doing something wrong
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| I want to feel at home
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| This life begs a question
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| Something here just ain’t right
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| I’ve got this thing in mind
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| It doesn’t end all right
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| All the bright lights are off
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| All the great deeds are done
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| I will live forever
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| And no relief will come
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| I see people being normal
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| Having children, making love
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| They don’t sit around and moan
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| They don’t write fucking poems
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| Stagnation drains the body
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| Pries in to numb the soul
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| Way down in a hole
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| Where did my momentum go
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| All the bright lights are off
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| All the great deeds are done
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| I will live forever
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| And no relief will come |