Got a load of trouble on my shoulders.
Got a lot of noise inside my mind
And I can't decide and I can't decide if I'm satisfied being all alone.
Got a load of memories pressing on me.
Days like these they beat me down
And I can't decide and I can't decide, am I'm satisfied being all alone?
We all have days, and there is no way.
We all have these days and there's no way that I'm all alone.
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