| I’m sick and tired
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| I tell myself i’ve had enough
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| Nobody’s getting stronger
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| Too much pressure…
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| ' can’t take it any longer
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| I try to keep my life together
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| But when i look to the other way
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| You try to steel my feelings away
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| You ask what’s your problem
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| You say you really care
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| But when i really need you
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| You’re not there
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| I’m not asking for your help
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| But i want you to understand
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| It’s a thin line
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| Between a fist and a helping hand
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| I’m sick and tired
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| I can’t tell wrong from right
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| To simply point my fingers
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| Would be a single sight
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| I’m searchin for the answers
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| That satisfy and fit
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| But why do you call yourself a brother
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| When you aren’t proud of it?
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| You ask what’s your problem
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| You say you really care
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| But when i really need you
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| You’re not there
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| I’m not asking for your help
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| But i want you to understand
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| It’s a thin line
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| Between a fist and a helping hand
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| I’m sick and tired
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| But i still have faith in me
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| It’s the only way to get along
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| It’s the only way to be !
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| Lesson learned ! |