| Another wave of depression
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| Is rolling over me
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| Once again
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| I got the feeling that fear
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| Is taking control of my actions
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| Get up get up get up get up they say
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| But what the fuck for what
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| To look in empty eyes
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| That proof me time runs by
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| Or for my routine to smile
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| But not giving a fuck
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| Don‘t tell me to get the fuck up
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| Get up get up get up get up they say
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| But what the fuck for what
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| Hang me high hang me high
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| To show the few that could care
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| How failure looks like
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| Pass me by pass me by
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| To show the few that could care
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| How failure looks like
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| This lack of inspiration
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| Is blinding me
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| Its deafening
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| Slowly defining me
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| My mind is a blank piece of paper
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| And I forgot how to write
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| Get up get up get up get up they say
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| But what the fuck for what
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| To look in empty eyes
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| That proof me time runs by
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| Or for my routine to smile
|
| But not giving a fuck
|
| Hang me high hang me high
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| To show the few that could care
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| How failure looks like
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| Pass me by pass me by
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| To show the few that could care
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| How failure looks like
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| I‘m not afraid to die
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| But to fail in life
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| My mind is a blank piece of paper
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| And I forgot how to write
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| Hang me high hang me high
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| To show the few that could care
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| How failure looks like
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| Pass me by pass me by
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| To show the few that could care
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| How failure looks like |