Lee Aaron - Here | Текст песни

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Why does life.., have to be so hard..
A sick machine.., just ate my card again
Underhanded.., and underpaid..
Good thing I got.., that MBA...

'Cause I really don't want to be
I really don't want to be here

His family life.., was really sad..
Wore misery.., much like a passing.. fad
All the graces.., that I can fake..
He planned amour, I planned the great.. escape

'Cause I really don't want to be
I really don't want to be
I really don't want to be

I really don't want to be here
(Here........)
Workin' on a workin' on a workin' on a way out...
Workin' on a workin' on a workin' on a way out...

It busts my heart
The way things fall apart
It busts my heart
The way things, fall, apart

I really don't want to be
I really don't want to be
I really don't want to be here

I really don't want to be, here..
I really don't want to be, here..
Yeah-ha
YELL:
I'm workin' on a way out!
SING:
Ah-ah-ah-ah
I really don't want to be, here..