Sometimes I feel, like my mind will explode
Sometimes I feel, like I've got no control
Sometimes I wish, I had a heart made of steel
Sometimes I wish, I couldn't feel

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They say the future, it's on a microchip
Don't you know we're all on a sinking ship
Only ten percent control all the rest
Only ten percent decide what is best, yes, yes
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I don't want to live like this
I don't want to live like this
I don't want to live like, live like
I don't want to live like this, no, no, no

Still ain't no cure for the summertime blues
I'd like to shake these blues but I'm still paying dues
My blues so deep you might think they're black
My blues so deep there ain't no turning back, back, back
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