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suddenly waiting to find the scoop on a million things that i thought i'd the drop on when all before my eyes the fate that i thought i'd been building up for fell around me i know i'm not as strong as any daydreamed thought i'd have about me but talk about an overestimation sometimes i get sick around me i'd love to kill the waiting for the waiting for is all i ever see you've never done you've rarely been a second-guessing, indecisive bitch with boney arms and legs - me i'm just fine, thanks but i figure i could change at any second that i choose by stopping feeling for my pains Songtexteand stopping singing for the blues it gets so old to hear a whiner that is doing rather well it makes me sick to see you cry when you fall down and break a nail do you see? it's all a choice nobody in real life gets preprogrammed by a voice get off your ass try again there's no such thing as good or bad days it's all up in your head be creative once again just like when you were little and you danced upon the edges Aus Songtexte Mania