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What good abode, to think with us
So come on, you're so sad
Well, if there's a reason to be believed
That no one is hurt
The pain that it caused, deeper than any wound can make
Man alive, but feeling dead inside
Day to day with the daily cry of
Same old sh-, but different day
Leaving out the opposition
But ending words with slight convictions
Speaking the first time, these pity situations
These situations
The pain that it caused, deeper than any wound can make
Man alive, but feeling dead inside
Day to day with the daily cry of
Same old sh-, but different day
Another habit ready to break
I'm gonna leave you with my head held high
These times are wasting if we want
'Cause there are different ways of seeing
Same old things we're used to seeing now
The pain that it caused, deeper than any wound can make
Man alive, but feeling dead inside
Day to day with the daily cry of
Same old sh-, but different day
Different day
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