| Up out of bed at three
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| And I feel like I’m dying
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| But if she’s there next to me
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| Then there’s no use in crying
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| Cause she’s really all I need
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| It’s true my heart is flying
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| Life can be such a breeze
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| As long as it’s just her and me
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| Don’t bring me down, man
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| Wearing that frown, man, now
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| It’s tryouts for my brain
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| Step into my frame now
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| I smell your arts degree
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| It’s telling me I’m lazy
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| I’m working so I can eat
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| So keep that shit away from me
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| Cause she’s really all I need
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| And up until I’m dying
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| Life will be such a breeze
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| As long as it’s just her and me
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| Don’t bring me down, man
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| Wearing that frown, man, now
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| It’s tryouts for my brain
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| Step into my frame now
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| Don’t bring me down, man
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| Wearing that frown, man, now
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| It’s tryouts for my brain
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| Step into my frame now
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| Don’t bring me down, man
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| Wearing that frown, man, now
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| It’s tryouts for my brain
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| Step into my frame now |