| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems
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| but I don't have to ask who for help.
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| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems
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| but I don't have to ask who for help.
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| Once big dreams and a world in the palm of your hand
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| today ordinary people in a rented apartment,
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| we carefully keep happiness within four walls
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| we fear her constantly so that fear will not betray her.
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| We never dreamed it could be like that
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| to step deeper and deeper slowly,
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| my dreams are still alive, but reality bites them.
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| Choke, choke, tear
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| all crises over the back have passed and are still passing,
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| it takes too long
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| I have less, it's getting harder,
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| I work even harder.
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| These are difficult times and it is not easy for anyone
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| ask if I'm happy but don't ask how.
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| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems
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| but I don't have to ask who for help.
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| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems
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| but I don't have to ask who for help.
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| I'm in the red because of you
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| I work to eat,
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| I have nothing to put aside,
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| and I was not like that.
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| I had dreams once,
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| once believed in them,
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| once upon a time
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| find inspiration, write a happy verse.
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| He sang happy songs once,
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| slap your palm into your palm,
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| and today I am looking at where to pay for a sublet apartment;
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| to share happiness with one another I knew everything
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| I didn't know you once
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| I once loved myself.
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| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems
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| but I don't have to ask who for help.
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| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems
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| but I don't have to ask who for help.
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| I live in my world, in my balloon
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| I can't watch people faint anymore,
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| I will lift you up, above this misery
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| Just don't ask me where my strength comes from.
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| I live in my world, in my balloon
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| I can't watch people faint anymore,
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| I will lift you up, above this misery
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| Just don't ask me where my strength comes from.
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| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems
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| but I don't have to ask who for help.
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| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems
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| but I don't have to ask who for help.
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| It's like carrying the whole world on my shoulders
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| and I'm tired of it already,
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| I have a hard time dealing with all the problems.
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