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Yes there is something wrong
But I really donít want to talk
Itís just my life feels like
One long and boring walk
I donít want your advice
Or any sympathetic hugs
And I donít want to stay at home
And swallow prescribed drugs
Iím not feeling too well right now
Iím feeling a little down
My mind is my worst enemy
And my face will only frown
My brain is screwing up
But you know I can still hear
I can hear the rumours flying
And what you say when Iím not near
Iím not a mindless bimbo
And you donít handle that to well
Iíve just one thing to say to you,
Will you please just go to hell?

they say a rose is a flower, and that it is red, it blooms, it grows, and then it is dead

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