| Lately I’ve been trying desperately
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| To understand these flaws that make me, me
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| I know I’ve got some problems, so tell me
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| What’s so perfect about you anyway?
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| I thought I told you
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| I don’t feel a thing I’ll catch a body on a Tuesday
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| It’s not a joke, I’ll make you wish you never knew me
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| I don’t feel a thing I’ll catch a body on a Tuesday
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| You’re greeting reapers if you see me coming through G
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| Thirty minutes till you see the truth
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| You can pray but no ones coming
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| Sometimes I sit and regret, the thing’s I’ve done
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| The things I’ve said. |
| And now I
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| Live with the constant reminder of who I was
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| And the struggle of who I am
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| I thought I told you
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| I don’t feel a thing I’ll catch a body on a Tuesday
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| It’s not a joke, I’ll make you wish you never knew me
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| I don’t feel a thing I’ll catch a body on a Tuesday
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| You’re greeting reapers if you see me coming through G
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| Thirty minutes till you see the truth
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| You can pray but no ones coming for you
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| Thirty minutes till you see the truth
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| You can pray but no ones coming |