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I don't know what to do with my life
Will I ever leave the couch
Or am I gonna die with no food in my mouth
I count the hours of my day off
Make my breakfast at 3 'o' clock
So the day is done and the future's forgotten

Who are you to make me feel guilty for what I am
Who are you to make me feel guilty for what I am

Live and let die are the words you have for those childish eyes
And dreams as high as the sky
Stop to expect anything from me
The more you do, the more I will hide my head on that picture you made up in your mind

So, who are you to make me feel guilty for what I am
Who are you to make me feel guilty for what I am
Who are you to make me feel guilty for what I am
And who am I to let your poisoned words into my mind

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