| It’s a sunny day on the west coast,
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| And currently my shades are drawn, my TV’s on.
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| I haven’t left this place for days,
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| It’s funny how things change,
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| I take what I get and I throw it away,
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| And I break everything, you’ve taken from me,
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| My thought turns fast to me,
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| like a lethal injection,
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| like a lethal injection,
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| (Chorus)
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| Why does the world, as I know it,
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| Keep on bringing me down?
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| Do my best to hide it,
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| But it keeps on bringing me… (down),
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| No matter how hard that I try to climb,
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| I’ll be pulled back down again,
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| Why does the world, as I know it,
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| Keep on bringing me down?
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| Keep on bringing me down
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| Keep on bringing me down
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| It’s 5pm and I’m still locked in,
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| and my guitar’s tuned wrong,
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| My voice is gone,
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| I haven’t seen sunlight in days,
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| It’s funny how things change,
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| I take what I get and I throw it away,
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| And I break everything you’ve taken from me,
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| My thought turn fast to me,
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| like a lethal injection,
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| like a lethal injection,
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| (Chorus)
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| Why does the world, as I know it,
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| Keep on bringing me down?
|
| Do my best to hide it,
|
| But it keeps on bringing me… (down),
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| No matter how hard that I try to climb,
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| I’ll be pulled back down again,
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| Why does the world, as I know it,
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| Keep on bringing me down?
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| Keep on bringing me down
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| Keep on bringing me down
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| GUITAR SOLO
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| (Chorus)
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| Why does the world, as I know it,
|
| Keep on bringing me down?
|
| Do my best to hide it,
|
| But it keeps on bringing me… (down),
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| No matter how hard that I try to climb,
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| I’ll be pulled back down again-
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| Why does the world, as I know it,
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| Keep on bringing me down?
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| Keep on bringing me down
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| Keep on bringing me down |