| I’m tired of being a fool
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| And my mind going from hot to cool
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| And trying to conform to others ideas
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| And someone else’s rules
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| The life I’m living ain’t mine
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| I’m supposed to feel that’s fine
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| I didn’t make the world I’m living in
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| And I ain’t gonna toe the line
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| I’m tired of trying to be something I know ain’t me
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| I’m tired of living up to what people expect me to be
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| You know some people are different
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| Now ain’t that a crying shame
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| Now wouldn’t be a real drag if we were all the same
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| And I’m not going to try to please
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| Eyes that just don’t see
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| If I get myself together
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| You’ll have the blues not me
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| I’m tired of trying to be something I know ain’t me
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| I’m tired of living up to what people expect me to be
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| You know some people are different
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| Now ain’t that a crying shame
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| Now wouldn’t be a real drag if we were all the same
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| And I’m not going to try to please
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| Eyes that just don’t see
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| If I get myself together
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| You’ll have the blues not me
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| You’ll have the blues not me |