| Sick and tired of living with this grief
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| Done with all the sorrow and the pain
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| Asphyxiated can no longer breathe
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| Anesthetized until I’ve gone insane
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| So carry all this baggage when you leave
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| Swallow all those bitter pills you take
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| Blame it on the world, blame it on me
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| Tolerated too much of your game
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| Temperamental, unpredictable
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| The sky turns black when I exhale
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| A change of weather come around too much
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| A sign of a deeper cut
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| Lying dormant on a bed of nails
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| Without warning, violently erupt
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| So bleed the molten river from my veins
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| Collapse upon myself, disintegrate
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| Shame upon the world and shame on me
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| Hate the player but don’t hate the game
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| Temperamental, unpredictable
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| The sky turns black when I exhale
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| So condescend and patronize my lead
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| Persecute the innocent again
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| Rain down on the world and rain on me
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| Ticking like a bomb that’s got your name
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| Temperamental, unpredictable
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| The sky turns black when I exhale |