| Untitled I'm sick of being someone that's always fucking whining And I'm sick of being pissed off cause I know that he's not trying But what am I supposed do? It's fun with him but I'm better off with you Chorus: And I am a figment of my imagination And you are always getting in the way Someday we will find some recognition So long today As our lives begin to change, I know I'll feel the same And as our lives begin to change, I know I won't pick him |
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