| You say how life is treating you bad
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| But some would kill for what you have
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| With a place to sleep
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| And a roof over your head
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| You haven’t seen how tough life can get
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| Why should you complain
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| With all of your advantages?
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| When people out there can barely manage
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| With a free education and no bills to pay
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| But you’ll have to face reality someday
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| You say your life isn’t worth living
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| But you’r always taking, never giving
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| There’s always pressures in life
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| But why not deal with them one at a time?
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| You think life is tough for you
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| But everyone has to pay there dues
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| Why must you always complain?
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| When you have so much to gain
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| You’re always telling your parents
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| But you should realize how much you’ve got
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| You’re always asking for somthing to borrow
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| When an innocent kid could die tomorow
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| Now you’re on the streets and on your own
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| Don’t you wish that you were home?
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| So you think you’ve done all that you can
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| And now you’re life seems at an end
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| If that’s the way it’s gonna be
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| Then put a bullet through your head
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| So now that all your problems are solved
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| Tell me what it’s like to be dead |