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The first thing
I think about
In the morning or at night
I can't tell anybody about it
'Cause I've told everybody about it
I been accused of running away
But this time
I think I'll hang around
Get myself back to higher ground
Just a moment
Locked up held down again
'Cause I'm living through someone else
I can't take off all of my problems
I can't handle it by myself
Everytime I turn around another
Parasite at my back
Count 2 - Get the fuck away
Or you gonna understand jacked up
It's the first thing I think about
The only thing I think about
I think it's time that you found out
What has happened to me
I want one thing totally clear
I've had your shit up to hear
I won't give up for free
Bones:
