| Another life, another story
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| She walked out, said I was boring
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| About 3 AM, that's when I called my friends
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| We hit the bar, sent myself flying
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| Shit, I said I'm never trying
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| 'Til the bitter end, but every now and then
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| I wonder what it feels like to be more than I am
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| I traded all my friends for drugs and the internet
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| Ah shit, am I a winner yet?
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| Look quick, is he a winner yet?
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| Mom's back home with a drink and a cigarette
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| I traded all my friends for drugs and the internet
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| Ah shit, am I a winner yet?
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| Look quick, hasn't hit him yet
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| Mom's back home with a drink and a cigarette
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Still hasn't hit him yet
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| And I don't wanna base my actions
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| On reactions or the things they say
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| And I don't wanna hit delete
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| On all the parts of me that they might hate
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| So now I'm laying in my bed
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| And I can't get out my head
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| It's all because, all because
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| I traded all my friends for drugs and the internet
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| Ah shit, am I a winner yet?
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| Look quick, is he a winner yet?
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| Mom's back home with a drink and a cigarette
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| I traded all my friend for drugs and the internet
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| Ah shit, am I a winner yet?
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| Look quick, hasn't hit him yet
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| Mom's back home with a drink and a cigarette
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Still hasn't hit him yet
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Still hasn't hit him yet
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| (Ooh)
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| I sold my soul (Ooh, still hasn't hit him yet)
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| And all I got (Ooh)
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| Likes from strangers, love on the internet (Ooh)
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| Drugs and the internet
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| I wonder what it feels like
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| To be more than I am, I am |