| Hell, if I didn’t play it wrong
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| That was the worst of me
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| Who are you to judge your bygone
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| It never followed me
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| Oh, the smell, you wear it well
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| Is counterfeit
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| Dig and dig and dig a hole
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| Until you fit
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| You never want to hang out
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| Down in the dark with me
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| And all the world’s your oyster
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| With pearls that I’ve diseased
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| I’m trying to find a future
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| With all my history
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| But I still can’t change
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| What I can’t change
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| But it’s mine, this is my life
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| Still tryin' to get mine right
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| Well, you ever gonna find out
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| What you can really be?
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| Everything you gotta cut out
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| Don’t ever follow me
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| Oh, I’ve seen you come around now and then
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| Once in a while you should stay home instead
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| Well, we know you’ll never wind up
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| Or wind up just like me
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| Oh, all the bad decisions
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| I’ve made, is hurting me
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| «Cause I fail to change
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| What I can’t change
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| But it’s mine, this is my life
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| Still tryin' to get mine right
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| It’s mine, this is my life
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| Still tryin' to get mine right
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| With all the bad decisions
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| I’ve made, it’s killing me
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| «Cause I still can’t change
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| What I can’t change
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| And I’ll try and try again
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| Mine, this is my life
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| Still tryin' to get mine right
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| It’s mine, this is my life
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| Still tryin' to get mine right
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| It’s mine, this is my life
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| Still tryin' to get mine right
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| It’s mine, this is my life
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| Die tryin' to get mine right |