i had dreams i made amends with enemies who aren t my friends last night alone last night alone and i had plans that don t match up to this plot of walk i stand on now all alone now all alone time will only tell what we already know now everyone i know i ve got troubles in my head that don t wanna let go i ve got troubles i ve got rocks in my throat oh i ve got reservations with every fucker i know oh i ve got troubles doesn t everyone i know everyone i know i ve got troubles doesn t everyone i know i have ties on the demise with memories the psycho cries out all alone it s not your home i ve spent it all with this to show it s all for sale you all must go it s not your home it s no one s home yeah time will always tell us the truth i ve got troubles in my head that don t wanna let go i ve got troubles i ve got rocks in my throat oh i ve got reservations with every fucker i know oh i ve got troubles doesn t everyone i know everyone i know i ve got troubles doesn t everyone i know you re far from able but don t be hateful my mother taught me not to be so graceful defeat of flying we re multiplying fear that is escalating take you by the hand away everyone i know i ve got troubles in my head that don t wanna let go i ve got troubles i ve got rocks in my throat oh i ve got reservations with every fucker i know oh i ve got troubles doesn t everyone i know everyone i know i ve got troubles doesn t everyone i know  with everyone i know everyone i know with everyone i know yeah i ve got troubles doesn t everyone i know
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