| Leave me alone, I’m not sorry
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| Everything is at home in the morning
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| I’ll be laying outside, not awake
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| By my sofa, and wishing away
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| Get me away from here, I think I know what you mean
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| Get me away from here, I think I know what you mean
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| Get me away from here, I think I know what you mean
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| Get me away from here
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| Give it a break, who needs this bad day, anyway?
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| Fucked in the head, it’s like a pastime, baby
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| When all you wanted just seems to hurt
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| And you’d rather stop moving, than feel it all there
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| Fuck it all, stay
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| Who needs this bad day, anyway?
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| Sitting in my room, stuck in my bed
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| As if everyone’s living in my head
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| Why can’t you just go walk out the door?
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| It’s like everything I have and more
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| Get me away from here, I think I know what you mean
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| Get me away from here, I think I know what you mean
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| Get me away from here
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| Give it a break, who needs this bad day, anyway?
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| Fucked in the head, it’s like a pastime, baby
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| When all you wanted just seems to hurt
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| And you’d rather stop moving, than feel it all there
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| Fuck it all, stay
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| Who needs this bad day, anyway?
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| Give it a break, who needs this bad day, anyway?
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| Fucked in the head, it’s like a pastime, baby
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| When all you wanted just seems to hurt
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| And you’d rather stop moving, than feel it all there
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| Fuck it all, stay
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| Who needs this bad day, anyway? |