| I want it this way
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| I want something
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| You, give it to me
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| Or I’ll show you how fast I can tear this place apart
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| Oh no here it goes
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| He’s going at it again
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| He throws himself to the floor
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| And I don’t know how to make him happy
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| 'Cause I’m not happy anymore
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| And oh no here I go
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| Yeah I’m shuttin' him up
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| 'Cause it’s all I know
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| I was raised this way
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| So let’s continue the cycle of rage
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| And why can’t you just be quiet?
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| Not everything can go your way
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| I know something’s missing
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| I don’t know how it got away
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| And no need to start a riot
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| I’m sorry things have been so gray
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| But we’ll have to get through it
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| You don’t always have to get what you like
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| Throw your temper fine
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| You will never learn without strife
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| Straighten your crooked spine
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| You don’t always have to be on the rise
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| Cut your selfish ties
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| Would you ever give up your life
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| Of ignorance and pride?
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| So we can breathe again
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| So we can breathe
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| I want it this way, I want it this way
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| I want it my way, I want it my way
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| Can you take me back, to when I was young?
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| Yeah when I made the mishap happen
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| I turned this house into a gun
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| Ready to explode at a given glance
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| Yeah I could pull the trigger
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| But I think we have a second chance
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| And we might realize that we tried and tried
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| All for nothing
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| But that means something because
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| You don’t always have to get what you like
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| Throw your temper fine
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| You will never learn without strife
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| Straighten your crooked spine
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| You don’t always have to be on the rise
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| Cut your selfish ties
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| Would you ever give up your life
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| Of ignorance and pride
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| So we can breathe again
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| So we can breathe again |