| There must be something I missed
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| I wake up in the morning just making a fist
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| I don’t call it living, I just exist
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| There must be something I missed
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| Yeah, there must be something I need
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| Something in a cage that wants to be free
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| I should be happy but yes indeed
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| There must be something I need
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| Yeah, we live and learn, crash and burn
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| Till it’s our turn again
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| It’s the way it’s always been
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Why can’t I just let go?
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| I told me so I ought to know by now
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| It all comes down to this
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| There must be something I missed
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| I wake up in the morning just making a fist
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| I don’t call it living, I just exist
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| There must be something I missed
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| Yeah, there must be something I crave
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| I try to be good but I misbehave, well
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| Maybe I’m too far gone to save
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| There must be something I crave
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| Yeah, we live and learn, crash and burn
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| Till it’s our turn again
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| It’s the way it’s always been
|
| Oh whoa oh
|
| Why can’t I just let go?
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| I told me so I ought to know by now
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| It all comes down to this
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| Yeah, there must be something I missed
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| Yeah, there must be something I missed
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| Yeah, there must be something I missed |