| I don’t want to be part of the problem
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| I try so hard to get roughed up
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| Fists on up, it looks that easy
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| It looks that way to me
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| It looks that way to you
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| But then there’s you telling me I can
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| Then there’s you screaming say something
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| I want the ocean right now
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| I want the ocean right now
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| I get so jealous that I can’t even work
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| There I am in the morning
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| I don’t like what I see
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| I don’t know how it’s become such a problem
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| Keep you up all night if I try to remain calm
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| How can they ask why I feel so angry
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| Do you see my problem if I never explain it
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| But then there’s you asking me how long
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| Say something, it’s taken me so long |