| Oh, I’m fading, I don’t stand a chance
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| And meat is murder and I don’t even dance
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| Something is still worrying me tonight
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| And oh, I’m falling and nothings working out
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| And what comes out from my mouth is nothing to worry to about
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| 'Cause everything sounds miserable tonight
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| I haven’t said too much, have I?
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| There are things you should keep to yourself
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| I haven’t said too much, have I?
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| There are things you should keep to yourself
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| I haven’t said too much, have I?
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| There are things you should keep to yourself |