you just can't relax and you cant rely
on anyone for anything
so you make your complaints
and everyone has let you down
you just can't ever win
convinced there's a war on
it's always everybody versus you
convinced that your critics are watching
and you've always got something to prove
a laundry list of problems
doesn't make you interesting
and never getting help doesn't make you brave
not listening to reason doesn't mean that you have faith
you're just cutting off your nose to spite your face
so tie your noose and raise the cross
the martyr has arrived
a desperate plea for sympathy
it's all you'll need
...and you want it all
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