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How hard I try I can't deny.
Sympathy passed me by.
With both hands in my pockets, I pull my weight.
So I can keep myself off the surrounding waste.
Welcome to the weepy youth
Where everyone is confused at being alive.
Desperate kids who are blowing smoke
About broken hearts, they call their own.
So you better calm down and enjoy the rain
And allow yourself a tea to warm your veins.
Don't get me wrong, it's all for the best.
‘Cause all I know is, you bore me to death.
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