| You said I made a mistake
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| You’re only famous when dead
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| And now you pass the time
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| Calling me up, asking
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| «Is there a secret?» |
| I said
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| «No, you’re just falling apart»
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| I saw you cracking a smile
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| Around the start of July
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| And now your pocket is
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| As full as your heart
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| Come friendly bombs
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| To end this misery
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| This is real, and I’m free
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| This is what I wanna be
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| Cause life’s too short
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| And I’m too high
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| And nobody is getting out alive
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| I fell asleep on the train
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| And I woke up with a headache
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| Why bother practicing the lines
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| To a song that means nothing to no one
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| Especially the one it’s coming from?
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| You caught me drinking in bed
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| It’s either there or the car
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| Hallucinating from my skin to my bones
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| Come friendly bombs
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| To end this misery
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| This is real, and I’m free
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| This is what I wanna be
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| Cause life’s too short
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| And I’m too high
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| And nobody is getting out alive |