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walk around with a chip on your shoulder but it looks like you've done it again everyday you seem a little bit older but you learn that you can't win you can't be what you were when everyday's a struggle and you're running down yesterday's dreams you can't be what you were here we go again trapped inside the same four walls everyday seems a little bit clearer in this world you feel so small.. i wont let it break my spirit i don't want to live my live in vein