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Find myself singing the same songs everyday

Ones that make me feel good

When things behing the smiles ain't okay
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Around and over and in-between the seas

I need to be on top of a mountain

Where I can be see everything

Cause this paranoia's getting old
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Now as I open my eyes to start another day

I'm in a pile of puke, empty bag of execuses

My love for friends and family, you know I need them
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And my feet are so      cold
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And I  can't believe that I have to bang my head against this
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wall again         But the blows they have  just a little more
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space in between   them
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gonna take a breath and try......and try again