| You were right, I was battling you
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| Trying to prove myself
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| I tried to bury you with guilt
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| I wanted to prove you wrong
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| I’ve got nothing better to do
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| Than pay too much attention to you
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| It’s sad but it’s not your fault
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| I’m self-righteous and rude
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| I guess I lost that cool
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| Tapping 'til I drive you insane
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| I’m self-righteous but never right
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| So laid back but so uptight
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| Destroying your patience to tolerate me
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| And all the negative spirit I bring
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| Right, I was obsessed to bring you down
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| Watching your every move
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| Playing a little boy game
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| Always with something to prove
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| Waiting to cut you down
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| Making it hard to live
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| With only one thing to do
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| And cut me first, make it easy
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| Now you will be free
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| Now that nothing depends on me
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| Tapping 'til I drive you insane
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| Now you will be free
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| With no sick people tugging on your sleeve
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| Your big head has that more room to grow
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| A glory I will never know
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| A glory I will never know
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| Freed pig |