| Hurray, another one of those days
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| when I can’t get myself together.
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| By the way, how the fuck can you say
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| That things can only get better
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| I’ve been screaming from the inside
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| Pushing through sideways
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| Insecurity craze
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| a not-so-super hero in the corner of the sky
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| Up, up, and away.. .
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| Everybody tellin me that I’m ok
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| aint nobody ever been inside
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| disassociation from society
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| I’ve contemplated an ugly suicide
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| I need a little help
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| I need a little help, here
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| I need a little help
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| I need a little.. .
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| Yeah, another one of those days
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| But I guess it’s my turn to deny it
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| Hey, hey, who’s the psycho today
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| They say I’m alright
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| But I don’t buy it
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| I’ve been playing with myself again
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| It’s drivin me around the bend a breakdown (breakdown)
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| ah fuck around
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| daddy’s little precious got a little touchy feely
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| never I liked it, never liked it
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| being filled with fear and guilt created discipline
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| prepubescent years are over rated
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| constantly avoiding any honesty
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| it all amounts to everything I hated
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| I need a little help
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| I need a little help, here |
| I need a little help
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| I need a little.. .
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| Hurray, another one of those days
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| when I can’t get myself together
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| a not-so-super hero
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| And a not-so-super hero.. .
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| And I like it, like it.. .
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| Talk to me in your condescending voice
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| The only reason my life has meaning
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| I need a little help
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| I need a little help, here
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| I need a little help
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| I need a little.. . |