| Said it’s hard to find yourself in this world
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| With all the wealth I have I’m still poor
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| Fighting for everything
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| This life is such a crazy thing
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| I don’t think that I’ll ever get it
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| And if I do, I can’t explain it
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| Knowing that I’ll just forget it
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| Promises are so pathetic
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| Well hey you, working 9 to 5
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| Knuckles are bleeding just to stay alive
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| Everybody thinks that I’m so crazy
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| Going to church to not feel guilty
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| You think you’re rich but you’re not
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| 'Cause your doctor’s smoking pot
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| You don’t know what I got
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| This blissful misery is a gift that you forgot
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| Behind this cheerful smile
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| Lies an empty soul I’ve been hiding for so long
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| And I don’t want to hide it anymore
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| When will it be my turn
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| I’ve tried so hard to learn
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| From everything but something’s missing
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| When will it be my turn
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| How much can one man yearn
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| To fill the gap he knows is missing
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| I’m tired of missing all the things I’m wishing
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| Well, it’s fun to laugh at all kiss asses
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| While they hide in designer sunglasses
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| They spend it all on the bling
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| They never know what it means
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| I don’t really try to understand it
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| Pop idols just rule the planet
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| Dance moves, big boobs and plastic
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| Hollywood’s skin is elastic
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| Hey you looking down at me
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| With your brand new clothes, Starbucks coffee
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| Sitting in your office in Beverly Hills
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| Figuring out how I’m going to pay your bills
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| Sitting there smiling while you take the credit
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| Stole my 20 million dollars, there I’ve said it
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| You wanna be me 'cause you can’t be you
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| Prozac happiness is all fake too
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| (Prozac happiness is all fake too)
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| Behind this cheerful smile
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| Lies an empty soul I’ve been hiding for so long
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| And I don’t want to hide it anymore
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| When will it be my turn
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| I’ve tried so hard to learn
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| From everything but something’s missing
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| When will it be my turn
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| How much can one man yearn
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| To fill the gap he knows is missing
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| When will it be my turn
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| I’ve tried so hard to learn
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| From everything but something’s missing
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| When will it be my turn
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| How much can one man yearn
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| To fill the gap he knows is missing
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| I’m tired of missing all the things I’m wishing |