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    Turn back the clock to how I came to be
    A kid with a dream who's so angry
    A loner on guitar and skipping out on class
    Teachers keep telling me that I won't last
    Half past eight and I'm about to break
    Doctor's keep saying it's my a.d.d
    (Teacher's voice - straight f's on your card)
    Yeah that means fuck you!
    Saying I'm crazy and to drop the rockstar
    Dream and be a good doctor, I'd make a good doc
    Maybe I could make a good lawyer somehow

    It's like I'm falling fast straight through the glass
    The pills they tend to never last oh no
    I'm starting to let go
    Seeing black when I react
    My head's wrapped up no turning back I know
    I'm like an overdose

    Little taste of fame and groupies everywhere
    Left my old band cause my heart wasn't there
    (Bro you're making a mistake - did he really cut his hair?)
    They're calling me crazy and I really don't give a shit
    Someone call a good doctor, is there a good doc?
    Probably time to find a good lawyer right now

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    It's like I'm falling fast straight through the glass
    The pills they tend to never last oh no
    I'm starting to let go
    Seeing black when I react
    My head's wrapped up no turning back I know
    I'm like an overdose

    The pills go down the sun comes up
    I'm never giving up
    The same old fashion with new passion
    I'm never growing up

    It's like I'm falling fast straight through the glass
    The pills they tend to never last oh no
    I'm starting to let go
    Seeing black when I react
    My head's wrapped up no turning back I know
    I'm like an overdose

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