| I’m struggling through the wintertime
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| Black bird on my mind
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| You don’t have to you’re stuck in the city I live in
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| And the sun seem so very fragile
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| All the dreams that you had when you’re young
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| You said that things would just get better once you’re out of the dark
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| Still i’m struggling through the wintertime
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| Black bird on my mind
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| Dying in a social flu
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| 'cause you might never know what to do
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| Livin' in a social shame
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| See your confidence flushed
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| Your confidence flushed down the drain
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| Ahhhaa ahhhaa ohh
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| So you should fill all your needs in the summertime
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| Stressed out of my mind
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| No, I don’t know a countryhouse
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| But I got the scripts all filled
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| Got to share and stay up all night
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| All the dreams that you had when you’re young
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| You said that things would just get better once you’re out of the dark
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| But you’re struggling through the wintertime
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| Black bird on your mind
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| Dying in a social flu
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| 'cause you might never know what to do
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| Livin' in a social shame
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| See your confidence flushed down the drain
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| Aaahhhaaaooh ahahahaaaaaaa
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| You might never know, you might never know what to do
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| Do do do
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| Dying in a social flu
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| 'cause you might never know what to do
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| Livin' in a social shame
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| See your confidence flushed down the drain
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| Never mind the folks you win
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| Soon in you’re heart you know you don’t really care
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| Dying in a social flu
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| 'cause you might never know
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| You might never know what to do |