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I've got to get away from this town Too many lazy-morons wastin' all my time I know the girls are cute, but how? I know I'll never score They're all too good for me And just leave me when I'm poor Think of the past and what it meant to me yeah And I'm just so sick of everything, That you want me to be. And now I've said my say (Said my say!) I've given all I had to give and you've taken it all away So where does that leave me? Just another lonely drive, down another one-way street Think of the past and what it mean to me yeah And I'm just so sick, of everything That you want me to be. Leaving all I know behind and time is all I need-- Less to say, you're mine. Insanity now paints the pictures on my walls, in The same room they handed to me. Yeah! I'm heading there; isolated...does good come from loneliness? From Letras Mania