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  The melatonin doesn't work anymore,
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The Valium just stops the hurt,
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But not the cortisol,
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   If I can teleport from here,
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I'll choose the Midway Atoll,
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   Or just the space in between your neck,
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Where it meets your shoulder,
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But just this once, (But just this once),
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I'd like to see the world in three-dimensions.
 
 

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 Keep wasting 'til you're shed, we keep it simple,
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  The breathing exercises hurt and don't do fuck-all,
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  He said, "The beta-blockers work, but there's a system,
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  The anxiety's not the cause, it's just a symptom".
 
 

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    But I know you,
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  I'll live with you until our bones grow old,
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   I'll still pick you like a scab or a mole,
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   And I'll pull you into a dive or a stall,
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   Ain't that miserable?
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 Ain't that miserable?
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Ain't that miserable  ooh?
 
 

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   Help, why the fuck do I still    self-sabotage
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When I'm finally happy
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Oh, oh, ooh, oooh, oooh
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  wa! Wa! Wa! Oh, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
 
 

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   So it turns out everyone just hopes to God you're failing,
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   And if you claim that you eat my words,
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Then take this as a warning,
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   Nothing around here fucking works,
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We're just flat-out boring,
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  We're all apes with a diary book,
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And corporate reads your pages.