| Yeah I guess I think too much
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| I’m so stressed my head is fucked
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| That’s why it’s hard for me to breathe
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| All I hear is what you want
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| I wouldn’t care but it’s all I got
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| You only wish that I could scream
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| Sometimes this world’s too hard for me
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| And I gotta scream
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| And I gotta bleed
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| And I gotta die that’s what I need
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| When I look around this place
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| See the empty looks
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| On everybody’s face
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| And I know there’s nothing to believe
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| Rock 'n' roll’s become too safe
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| There’s nothing punk on the airwaves
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| So I guess I’ll do a fucking soda commercial
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| Boils down just like the '60s
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| It worked for them so it’ll work for me
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| And I’m giving up on music as an art form
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| Sometimes this world’s too hard for me
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| And I gotta scream
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| And I gotta bleed
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| And I gotta die that’s what I need
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| When I look around this place
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| See the empty looks
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| On everybody’s face
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| And I know there’s nothing to believe
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| I think I just need some pressure
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| I think I just need some pressure
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| Sometimes this world’s too hard for me
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| And I gotta scream
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| And I gotta bleed
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| And I gotta die that’s what I need
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| When I look around this place
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| See the empty looks
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| On everybody’s face
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| And I know there’s nothing to believe |