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Everyone is so kind as they waste my time
I will trade my mind for another
Rip my ticket to get over you
I feel sicker every time I try to prove

Grab my pocket while I stagger ahead
Can't you see that need this ticket?
Everyone I know is a drag

What's wrong with that boy again?
Talk into my hand and get out

Kick my habit with a punch to my head
Engineering tools to set me straight
Strike me harder to adjust the truth
For all to see, trade apathy for remedy
So I can feel for you

Eyes wide open, lips are dry, mind's forever doomed
I might be slightly overdressed, I'll be finished soon
Check my cover, save my soul, be my lover, take the blow
Acting so damn naturally, hush little baby, do you really think?

It's Roy with that bong again