| by N/A
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| It’s really not your business, don’t you tell me how to live my life
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| I always held on to my horses with a tight lid on my sickness
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| Now i’m pretty sure i’m allright
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| But it’s sad to know, or to believe that
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| What you said was just another way to show
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| Don’t push me
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| cause, i still wont respect you
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| You’re always searching for a way to destroy my mind
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| Canned laughter, makes me want to walk this way
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| Canned laughter, tells me something about you
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| Canned laughter, believe me i’m through
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| Maybe it’s your business, why don’t you tell me how to live my life
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| I guess the way you always turned your back, concerned with your
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| Own fitness, really shows to prove it’s allright
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| But it’s sad to know, or to believe that
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| What you said was just another way to show
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| Don’t push me'
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| cause, i still wont respect you
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| You’re always searching for a way to destroy my mind
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| Canned laughter, makes me want to walk this way
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| Canned laughter, tells me something about you
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| Canned laughter, believe me i’m through |