| Look into the mirror, tell me what you see
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| Do you see the one that you want to be
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| It’s everything, everything
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| Living in the hills with a bunch of cars
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| With a different girl hanging on your arm
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| Every night, every night
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| That don’t mean a thing if you’re losing sleep
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| Tell me what you did when you took control
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| I’m not crazy
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| Did you read it through, did you sell your soul
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| It’s everything, everything
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| ‘cause it don’t mean a thing
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| ‘cause we’re all the same
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| Just a little bit strange
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| You’re a minute too late
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| ‘cause it’s not gonna change
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| So you might as well live
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| ‘cause the world’s gonna end
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| I’d rather be in hell hanging out with my friends
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| You’ll never win
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| Look into my face, tell me what you see
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| A little bit of you mixed in with me
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| It’s everything, everything
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| Looking for a fight that I’ll never win
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| I’m not crazy
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| Staring down the scope of a loaded pen
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| Every night, every night
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| I’ll see you all in hell |