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I don't know what to tell you I don't know what to say I can't be the hero and Take your superficial pain away Whining all the time and Acting like a little kid You're so paranoid, you think that Wheel of Fortune must be rigged You sit there and waste your life away While I tell you to seize the day You keep a cynic state of mind Complaining all the time I will be waiting for you Without a bitter heart And if you want to try again We'll take it from the start Roll out of bed again The sun's too bright to make your day Dark glasses on your head You'll fight those who don't see your way Take your pills, they make you better Well, they make me sick Instead of opening your mouth, Maybe you should relax a little bit From Letras Mania