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 You wake up somedays and your head hurts 
Like none of the lights in your house work 
Youve been up all night spending other peoples money 
Its time to slow down from the speed that your running 
Its hard sometimes being yourself 
Like discarded rags on your top shelf 
You put on your clothes that you wore just once 
And your out of fashion and shes out of class 
Everyones always asking 'when were going away?' 
Nobodys ever saying 'when are we here to stay?' 
Theres a hole in my pocket and a presure in my head 
Who are these people getting me out of bed 
You wake up somedays and your head hurts 
Like none of the lights in your house work 
Youve been up all night spending other peoples money 
Its time to slow down from the speed that your running 
Everyones always asking 'when were going away?' 
Nobodys ever saying 'when are we here to stay?' 
Theres a hole in my pocket and a presure in my head 
Who are these people getting me out of bed 
(Hey now holy cow, I dont know what we were doing) 
You wake up somedays and your head hurts 
(Oh wee look at me, we dont know what we were doing) 
Its hard sometimes being yourself 
(Thats alright) 
Youve been up all night spending other peoples money 
Its time to slow down from the speed that your running 
You put on your clothes that you wore just once 
And your out of fashion and shes out of class 
            
 
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