| This is what spins me out
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| Well, I can’t put my finger on it
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| It’s not from lack of trying
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| Well, I can’t help but be hard up, oh
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| I don’t trust the God you trust
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| I don’t trust the God you trust
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| I don’t trust the God you trust
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| But don’t think that’s my insurance
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| Could I be happy with something else?
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| I need something to fill my time
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| Could I be happy with something else?
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| I need something to fill my time
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| And this is just what fucks me off
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| Nothing to work toward
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| Just doubt and nagging worry
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| Nothing to work for
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| Could I be happy with something else?
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| I need something to fill my time
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| Could I be happy with something else?
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| I need something to fill my time
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| I got this demon on my back every day
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| It’s the hope that will not fade
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| We cannot help but be hard up
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| We cannot help but be hard up
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| When what we want’s not what we got
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| Could I be happy with something else?
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| I need something to fill my time
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| Could I be happy with something else?
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| I need something to fill my time
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| I need something to fill my time |