| Whose fault is it
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| If one hasn’t been here long enough to be happy
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| 'Cause every day they try with branched thoughts
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| But they fail in something, They fail to see
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| Whose fault is it
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| If one hasn’t been here long enough to be happy
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| 'Cause every day they try with branched thoughts
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| But they fail in something, They fail to see
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| That «I'm so fucking tired, Why can’t I be alright»
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| And for those who felt nothing this year
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| The fall went right through here, And here
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| And here with the burdens we’ll have to take now
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| To be safe from harm, To get us through
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| For how long has it been there
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| My heart’s so full of this
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| No leaves will line the streets
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| And who could ask for more, Who could ask for more
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| The world of my soul is all I have
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| To thank with all of my patience
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| And I don’t wanna follow
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| The same old goddamn line
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| 'Cause it would be too much and I would be no more
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| Then I wouldn’t be at all, Then I wouldn’t be at all |