They tell me you are someone
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You can have anyone because
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It's a nice rage from you
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But I, I want one
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And no one will understand that
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What matters to me is love
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They tell me the rock is
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Says "I love" means "go away"
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She wants to finish him too
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But this is my world
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And how I love it by the bank
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I can hate too
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So I can suffer
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And torment you but
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Although the world, people are angry
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They won't let us be like this
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I will steal you
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There is also something, I know it
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That I'm not afraid of life
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And that's why I don't care
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They tell me "go ahead"
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Wake up and stop dreaming
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That it will heal someday
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I'm telling you, that's how it's supposed to be
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You won't wake me up for anything
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Because I want to be sick too
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Sick of screaming
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Sick of words
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I'm so sick my head hurts
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She's too small for this jazz
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Sick of jealousy
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Sick for moments
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It is youth that are butterflies
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And it's clear to the gods
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I know you torment me
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I know you torment me but
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Although the world, people are angry
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They won't let us be like this
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I will steal you
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There is also something, I know it
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That I'm not afraid of life
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And that's why I don't care
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Although the world, people are angry
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They won't let us be together
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I'll steal you anyway |
There is also something, I know it
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That I'm not afraid of life
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And that's why I don't care |