My head begans to ache and my bones began to shake
I am trapped to this lock - no keys, no shock
My body is quivering
But nothing seems to change; it all remains the same
THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME
Evil concouxions began to quake as I plot out an escape
My head begans to ache and my bones began to shake
Nothing I want more than to be high on the floor
There is nothing I want more
My life is perfect, I don't know if it's worth it
My life is flawless, I don't think I can handle it
"Three cheers for five years"
Music is the only remedy to get rid of me
Get rid of the bad in me
Get rid of the sad in me
Nothing I want more than to be high on the floor
There is nothing I want more
ACHE SHAKE QUAKE QUIVER WAKE
There is nothing wrong with me.
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