| If you’re looking for me
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| I’d suggest you look in the last place
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| That you will ever find me
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| 'Cause I’m going out
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| With all my friends tonight, for once
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| And if you can do one whole thing
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| Then I’d suggest you go out too
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| And smile up a storm
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| 'Cause we’re all as sad
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| As you think that you are
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| So just smile
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| Cause I’ve been
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| Looking up, looking down, looking side to side
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| Wondering why this world is the way that it is And why my momma cries
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| Every night when I’m trying to rest my head
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| On the floor
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| Half-stoned thinking «damn, this shit gets old»
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| And if you have a problem
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| I’d thoroughly suggest you look within
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| Before you go and blame someone else
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| Whose been blaming someone else
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| Their whole life
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| And I know we all got problems
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| But we got a bigger problem
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| We’ve been falling into pieces
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| And our power hides the knowledge
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| We’ve been working our whole damn lives;
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| But for what?
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| For them
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| See I’ve been
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| Looking up, looking down, looking side to side
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| Wondering why this world is the way that it is And why my momma cries
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| Every night when I’m trying to rest my head
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| On the floor
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| Half-stoned thinking «damn, this shit gets old» |