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Well you, good for you Iâm not so sexual as yourself Every day is just an extension of yesterday, a hassle And getting out of bed in the morning is like slow suicide Doesnât even know, itâs just whatâs going down Agonizingly I watch and breathe Callers, girls, money too It seems thereâs nothing I can do |