| Subject A wants to throw it all away
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| He’s sick of all the pain
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| Wants to turn it into rage
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| Learn how the barrel tastes
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| Before its too late
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| I just want to get through the day
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| We’re all just shades of gray
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| In a long and frantic race
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| To catch a dying day
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| (I just want to get through the day)
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| For one second I’d slit your throat
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| Spill blood across the floor
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| Put an end to this game
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| They thought you would have learned by now
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| But you’re still questioning (God would this be a better place without me?)
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| So much is lost within each second
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| So they say you became another waste of space
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| So you learn how the barrel tastes (Gray!)
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| And the world will watch as he blows his head off
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| I just want to get through the day
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| We’re all just shades of gray
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| In a long and frantic race
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| To catch a dying day
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| (I just want to get through the day)
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| For one second I’d slit your throat
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| Spill blood across the floor
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| Put an end to this game
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| Take the time to smell while the rose is red
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| Before they’re all dried up and dead
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| It’s never too late (2x)
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| Remember the blood running through your vein
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| Take the time to smell while the rose is red
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| Before they’re all dried up and dead
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| It’s never too late (2x)
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| Remember the blood running through your vein
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| I JUST WANT TO GET THROUGH THE DAY
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| We’re all just shades of gray
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| In a long and frantic race
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| To catch a dying day
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| (I just want to get through the day)
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| For one second I’d slit your throat
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| Spill blood across the floor
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| Put an end to this game
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| We are gray |