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Another terrible day
At Camp Half-blood
Where everything's the worst

Another terrible day
You can hate it here
But I hated it first

Just another terrible day
Stuck with these runts
In the muck and mud

Another terrible day
Oh gods!

I've been broken, yeah
I know how it feels
To be open
And then find out your love isn't real
I'm still hurting, yeah
I'm hurting inside
I'm so scared to fall in love
But if it's you then I'll try
It's you, it's always you
If I'm ever gonna fall in love I know it's gon' be you
It's you, it's always you
Met a lot of people, but nobody feels like you
So, please, don't break my heart
Don't tear me apart
I know how it starts
Trust me, I've been broken before
Don't break me again
I am delicate
Please, don't break my heart
Trust me, I've been broken before
I know I'm not the best at choosing lovers
We both know my past speaks for itself
(For itself)
If you don't think that we're right for each other (Baby, no)
Then, please, don't let history repeat itself

"One day" - Mitt liv i ett nötskal just nu

"It's impossible to get you of my mind
I Think about a hundred thoughts and you are nintynine
I understand that you will never be mine
But that's fine
I'm just breaking inside...
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I’m depressed, it’s depressing,
at this time, I’m depressed
I’m depressed, it’s depressing,
what time is it now? 11:30
I’m depressed, it’s depressing,
the gloomy clock ticks
I’m depressed, it’s depressing,
why did I eat the ramen? I probably gained weight
It’s raining, it’s raining,
making things sticky, it keeps raining
I’m sleepy, I’m sleepy,
I’m too lazy to do anything

When time passes,
the breakup that tore my heart apart
When time passes,
the young memories that kicked away at the blankets
It gets forgotten, gets forgotten,
it just passes right by
It gets forgotten, gets forgotten,
but back then I thought that was everything
When time passes, this depression now
When time passes,
the things I said were hard and complained about
They will become things of the past,
the sharp and emotional memories
They will become dull, become dull
like a square wearing down to become a circle
I’m depressed, it’s depressing,
becoming dull is depressing
I’m bitter, bitter,
as if I’m drinking herbal medicine
I’m depressed, it’s depressing,
it’s not a big deal but I’m depressed
I’m depressed, it’s depressing,
as if I’m eating gloomy fruit, I’m depressed

All I know, all I know
Loving you is a losing game

We were so tiny, happy and shiny
Playing tag and getting chased
Singing and clapping, laughing and napping
Baking cookies, eating paste
Then we got bigger, that was the trigger
Like the Huns invading Rome
Welcome to my school, this ain't no high school:
This is the Thunderdome
Hold your breath and count the days, we're graduating soon
College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June!
But I know, I know, life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed back then, we could change again
We can be beautiful...

Just not today

Things will get better soon as my letter
Comes from Harvard, Duke, or Brown
Wake from this coma, take my diploma
Then I can blow this town
Dream of ivy-covered walls and smoky French cafés
Fight the urge to strike a match and set this dump ablaze!

And did you think this fool could never win
Well look at me, I'm coming back again
I got a taste of love in a simple way
And if you need to know while I'm still standing you just fade away
Don't you know I'm still standing better than I ever did
Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid
I'm still standing after all this time
Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind

Everything I ever do is wrong
Never find where I belong
Everybody on my case

The same old story
The same old song:
"Don't act up, don't act out
Be strong"

I keep my head down
I keep my chin up
But it ends up all the same
With

"Pack your bags, Percy
You're always to blame.
I never try to do anything
I never mean to hurt anyone

I try, I try to be a good kid
A good kid
A good son
But no one ever will take my side
All I ever do is take the fall!

I swear I swear that I’m a good kid
Guess I'm good for nothing at all...

Oh we love you mrs thatcher yer the darling of us all
Yer the curse of the Irish nation, fine Gael and Fianna Fail
You destroyed me higher purchase, and ye put me on the doil
If I could get me hands on you Id kick ye up yer hole