| My therapist ain’t feelin it
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| He needs a break, thinks he should quit
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| Boy suck it up and deal with it
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| You a lazy bones, need to get a grip cuz
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| I’m struggling, I’m not gonna lie
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| What am I paying you for?
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| Cry your filthy heart out
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| What are you so mad about?
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| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate
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| Stuck in a generation we hate
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| It leaves a bitter taste
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| So we all just stay the same
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| (Na na na na na na na na na na)
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| (Na na na na na na na na na na)
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| (Hey hey)
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| So I freshened up and cleaned a bit
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| I started eating Weetabix
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| Still fuck it up but I roll with it
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| Cling onto my relationships but, why?
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| We’ve all got problems, what about mine?
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| What am I paying you for?
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| Cry your filthy heart out
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| What are you so mad about?
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| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate
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| Stuck in a generation we hate
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| It leaves a bitter taste
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| So we all just stay the same
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| Cry your filthy heart out
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| What are you so sad about?
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| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate
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| Stuck in a generation we hate
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| It leaves a bitter taste
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| So we all just stay the same
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| Boy open up or things only get harder
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| It comes and it goes, it stems back to your father
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| The man who’d stay clear unless I won the lottery
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| I would rather stick it back in economy
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| Some to my friends, I know they think a lot of me
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| You think I owe you, you need a lobotomy
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| I hope you quiver with guilt at the thought of me
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| (Breathe) Let it all out man
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| Cry your filthy heart out
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| What are you so mad about?
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| My therapist ain’t feelin it
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| Ain’t feelin' it
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| Ain’t feelin' it (God help me)
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| Cry your filthy heart out
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| What are you so mad about?
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| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate
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| Stuck in a generation we hate
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| It leaves a bitter taste
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| So we all just stay the same
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| Cry your filthy heart out
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| (Go cry your, go cry your)
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| What are you so mad about?
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| (What are you so mad about?)
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| Unless there’s thin ice, we don’t skate
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| Stuck in a generation we hate
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| It leaves a bitter taste
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| So we all just stay the same
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| This song is not a cry for help
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| It’s a cry for attention
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| We can have a bad day without being put on the spectrum
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| We are all the same
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| And we can sing like
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| (Na na na na na naa naa naaaa)
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| Hey hey |