| I’ve gathered all my lifetime memories of you
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| My lusty sentiments that made life seem true
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| I’m rather selfish and I mean to be unkind
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| And you can’t imagine what it does to me inside
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| But where am I, I want to die
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| I want to live, I want to die
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| If I were someone I would like to be a fool
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| No one would know me, and I think that would be cool
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| I’d paint a picture of my life upon your wall
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| And use the colors that have made life seem small
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| But where am I, I want to die
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| I want to live, I want to die
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| But you’ve got a way of understanding me
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| And I just call it one of your mysteries
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| But you know you’ve got to stay close to me, close to me
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| But where am I, I want to die
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| But where am I, I want to die
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| I want to die, I want to give
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| I want to die, die die die die, die die die die |