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I use the soup to wash the dirt off my faceI'll write with pencil so then I can't eraseBut what's to do when someone's taking my place with you with youI know to stop when the light turns to red and when it rains I know to cover my headBut what's to do when I wished I were dead over you over you over youLa la la la la la la la la la la la let 'em to ride off tomorrowLa la la la la la la la la la la la hopin' to wash off the sorrowI hope to find that the world was not thereIt seems to me when I'm down you did not careAnd my ambition vanished into thin air long with you with youI use the soup... From Letras Mania