| To pinpoint my disgust it’s always just too much or…
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| Not… Enough…
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| And I’m overwhelmed
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| So I’ll keep it simple for obvious reasons
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| And I’ll say what I should and just hope you believe me
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| But it never gets easier
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| Oh it never gets easier
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| Oh no, no
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| Sing it to myself again (sing it to myself again)
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| Can’t hear a word you said (can't hear a word you said)
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| Syllables the sounds you star in sentences and…
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| All I really want to do (all I really want to do)
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| Is tear straight into you
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| Explode, unload a hail of insults until you finally care…
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| And… I’m sick… To death
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| But I’ll keep it simple for obvious reasons
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| And I’ll say what I should and just hope you believe me
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| But it never gets easier
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| No it never gets easier
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| Oh no, no
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| A strong distaste for confrontation
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| Leaves no room for self expression
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| Such a stranger in me so docile
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| Though don’t you know it all takes it’s toll…
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| I’ll keep it simple for obvious reasons
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| And I’ll say what I should and just hope you believe me
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| But it never gets easier
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| No it never gets easier
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| Oh it never gets easier (all I really want to do)
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| Well it never gets easier (is tear straight into you)
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| No it never gets easier (all I really want to do)
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| Oh it never gets easier (is tear straight into you) |