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Peggy Sue |
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I know what it's like to be alone sitting in your room Listening to all the doubts that your parents have to say to you |
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And as your head gets all clutterd inside Try to stay awake Everything they say are lies That's all the shit that you ever have to take |
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So hold in all your aggresions Because your grinding your teeth on down to The bottom of your chin |
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It's not easy or so damn pleasing To not laugh at everything they say that They tell you what to be when you're not alone |
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I know what it's like to be deined at everything you do It's not the same reason why that Makes you change the things that you once knew |
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As your head get |
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