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They're my reasons for getting over this,
And it's not much better than,
Waking up to your head in your hands,
When your arms are tired from supporting you.
It's better in the long run.
It's better in the long run.
But this is the worst day of my life.
I'm giving in.
This can't be much better than dying.
I'm giving in.
I'm going back to my selfish ways,
I'm giving up what I could forget.
I'm going back to my selfish ways.
I've tried, came out better the first time.
If this is all you see,
Then have a drink on me.
Look who's laughing now... again.
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