| Said «don't worry about a single thing»
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| Cause I’m not worried about anything
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| Make a mess of myself as I mumble
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| The words fall out
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| Just so worried about everything
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| I have developed a taste for defeat
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| I got half a mind
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| (I got half a mind)
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| Tearing this thing from the floor it’s like nailed down
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| To tear it out
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| To make a sound
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| To feel alive
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| If only one last time
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| I have developed a taste for defeat
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| Then count me out
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| Then count me out
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| I have developed a taste for defeat
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| I have developed a taste for defeat
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| I have developed a taste for defeat
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| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| If this is all we’re gonna be |
| If this is all we’re gonna be
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| I have developed a taste for defeat
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| If this is all we’re gonna be |