| I need some time off from myself, I can hardly breathe
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| Wearing the same clothes I was puking on for the last two weeks
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| What went wrong?
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| How come?
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| I don’t look like my father’s son
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| My mirror’s telling stories about sleepless nights
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| Being with you remains to be an endless fight
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| But I still care
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| How come that you’re still unaware?
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| And the wheel keeps spinning on (whoa oh oh)
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| Lady Luck, can you tell me- Am I right or wrong?
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| Hate or love- no one can tell (whoa oh oh)
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| Being with this girl feels like living hell to me…
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| I turned my back on my friends
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| They kept warning me
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| They were sick of my blind love, my misery
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| I was wrong
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| How come
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| You fooled my father’s son
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| There was never enough room in your world for a guy like me
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| You kept me as a human toy, but I couldn’t see
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| You treated me like a bum
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| How come?
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| You’re the human scum!
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| And the wheel keeps spinning on (whoa oh oh)
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| Lady Luck, can you tell me- Am I right or wrong?
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| Hate or love- no one can tell (whoa oh oh)
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| Being with this girl feels like living hell
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| Come on, wake, wake me up now
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| I wanna leave, I wanna leave it all behind
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| Come on, wake, wake me up now
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| I’m gonna leave, I’m gonna leave it all behind
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| And the wheel keeps spinning on (whoa oh oh)
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| Lady Luck, can’t you tell me- Am I right or wrong?
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| Hate or love- no one can tell (whoa oh oh)
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| Being with this girl feels like living hell to me… |