| Sneak away to do my dirt
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| I like the things that make me hurt
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| They say the weak shall inherit the earth
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| But the world was never enough
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| I keep my head held high
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| My eyes on the sky
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| The devil keeps telling me lies
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| And it don’t matter what I do
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| I know my demon’s coming too
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| The devil keeps telling me lies
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| I’ve tried to care for all the things
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| They say that I should care
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| But I’ve paid my dues, to play my blues
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| And the truth is, I never cared
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| But really what is testing me
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| Is the man who’s sitting next to me
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| The stress of always having to be happy all the time
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| You give an inch, they take a mile
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| No, you will not make me smile
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| I don’t want to, I don’t have to
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| Be happy all the time
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| Keep my head held high
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| My eyes on the sky
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| The devil keeps telling me lies
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| And it don’t matter what I do
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| I know my demon’s coming too
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| The devil keeps telling me lies
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| Try to make it on my own
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| Build my home up on the stone
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| But the devil keeps telling me lies
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| And I’ve been washed up the sand
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| I’ve ruined all my plans
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| Cause the devil keeps telling me lies, lies, lies
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| I keep my head held high
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| My eyes on the sky
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| The devil keeps telling me lies
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| And it don’t matter what I do
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| I know my demon’s coming too
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| The devil keeps telling me lies
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| I’ve tried to make it on my own
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| And build my home up on the stone
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| But the devil keeps telling me lies
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| And I’ve been washed up the sand
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| I’ve ruined all my plans
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| Cause the devil keeps telling me, he keeps on telling me lies
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| He keeps on telling me lies
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| He keeps on telling me lies, lies, lies
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| Lies, lies, lies |