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I have this thing where I get older, but just never wiser
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Midnights become my afternoons
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When my depression works the graveyard shift, all of the people
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I've ghosted stand there in the room
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I should not be left to my own devices
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They come with prices and vices
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I end up in crisis
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(Tale as old as time)
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I wake up screaming from dreaming
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One day, I'll watch as you're leaving
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'Cause you got tired of my scheming
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(For the last time)
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It's me, hi
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I'm the problem, it's me
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At teatime, everybody agrees
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I'll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror
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It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero
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Sometimes, I feel like everybody is a sexy baby
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And I'm a monster on the hill
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Too big to hang out, slowly lurching toward your favorite city
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Pierced through the heart, but never killed
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Did you hear my covert narcissism I disguise as altruism
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Like some kind of congressman?
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(A tale as old as time)
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Lyrics
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I wake up screaming from dreaming
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One day, I'll watch as you're leaving
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And life will lose all its meaning
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(For the last time)
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It's me, hi
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I'm the problem, it's me (I'm the problem, it's me)
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At teatime, everybody agrees
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I'll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror
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It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero
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I have this dream my daughter-in-law kills me for the money
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She thinks I left them in the will
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The family gathers 'round and reads it and then someone screams out
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"She's laughing up at us from Hell"
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It's me, hi
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I'm the problem, it's me
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It's me, hi
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I'm the problem, it's me
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It's me, hi
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Everybody agrees, everybody agrees
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It's me, hi (Hi)
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I'm the problem, it's me (I'm the problem, it's me)
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At teatime (Teatime), everybody agrees (Everybody agrees)
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I'll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror
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It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero
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