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I, I, I don't even know who I am anymore
And I-I-I-I can't get out bed
Everyday is a chore

So, why-y-y-y
Do I do this to myself
I
Let him drag me down to hell
Cry
And I'm growing awfully tired
Don't think I can keep it
All inside

I spill my guts
That's just my luck
My arms are tired from holding you up
Got a little devil on my shoulder and he's tough
Got a little devil on my shoulder I can't trust

I spill my guts
Words turn to dust
My lips are bloody from zipping them shut
Got a little devil on my shoulder and he's rough
Got a little devil on my shoulder I can't trust

I won't compromise with myself anymore
I tri-i-i-ied
But, when I open my mind
You close all the doors

So, why-y-y-y
Do I do this to myself
I
Let him drag me down to hell
Cry
And I'm growing awfully tired
Don't think I can keep it
All inside

I spill my guts
That's just my luck
My arms are tired from holding you up
Got a little devil on my shoulder and he's tough
Got a little devil on my shoulder I can't trust

I spill my guts
Words turn to dust
My lips are bloody from zipping them shut
Got a little devil on my shoulder and he's rough
Got a little devil on my shoulder I can't trust
(Haa, haa, haa, haa)

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