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Why does life have to be so hard A sick machine just ate my card again Underhanded and underpaid Good thing I got that MBA 'Cause I really don't want to be I really don't want to be here His family life was really sad Wore misery much like a passing fad All the graces, that I can fake He planned amour, I planned the great escape 'Cause I really don't want to be I really don't want to be I really don't want to be I really don't want to be here (Here) Workin' on a workin' on a workin' on a way out... Workin' on a workin' on a workin' on a way out... It busts my heart The way things fall apart It busts my heart The way things, fall, apart I really don't want to be I really don't want to be I really don't want to be here I really don't want to be, here.. I really don't want to be, here Yeah-ha I'm workin' on a way out! Ah-ah-ah-ah I really don't want to be, here