I got this problem in my head with no solution
My troubled mind wants me to be dead
Some they may hate me and some are friends
I got no time to kill and fuck
Around and sit in my shit
Where do I begin?
Something's got to give
It's a lie or the truth
Protect us from our youth
It's a sign, what to do?
I should get away, get away from you
I'm trying to find out who I
Am with no illusions
And my color coated canvas is all red
I wanna know just how it ends, I wanna know
'Cause I never wanna wind up here again
Where do I begin?
Something's got to give
It's a lie, or the truth
Protect us from our youth
It's a sign, what to do?
I should get away, get away
My troubled mind wants me to be dead
Some they may hate me and some are friends
I got no time to kill and fuck
Around and sit in my shit
Where do I begin?
Something's got to give
It's a lie or the truth
Protect us from our youth
It's a sign, what to do?
I should get away, get away from you
I'm trying to find out who I
Am with no illusions
And my color coated canvas is all red
I wanna know just how it ends, I wanna know
'Cause I never wanna wind up here again
Where do I begin?
Something's got to give
It's a lie, or the truth
Protect us from our youth
It's a sign, what to do?
I should get away, get away
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