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The Bones - Flatline Fever
When I try to make love it turns out to be hate
If I go for a coffee I might end up drunk
And my old dreams are back to haunt me
It doesn't matter where I stay
It doesn't matter where I go, yeah
Why do I always bang my head against the wall?
So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong!
Why do I always bang my head against the wall?
Right back at you!
Some say that learning by doing is the way we have to live
I haven't learned jack shit, fuck, I'm getting old
Me, I, myself are back to haunt me
It doesn't matter where I stay
It doesn't matter where I go, yeah
Why do I always bang my head against the wall?
So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong!
Why do I always bang my head against the wall?
So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong
All my mistakes, all my mistakes
All that you see
Right back at you!
If I go for a coffee I might end up drunk
And my old dreams are back to haunt me
It doesn't matter where I stay
It doesn't matter where I go, yeah
Why do I always bang my head against the wall?
So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong!
Why do I always bang my head against the wall?
Right back at you!
Some say that learning by doing is the way we have to live
I haven't learned jack shit, fuck, I'm getting old
Me, I, myself are back to haunt me
It doesn't matter where I stay
It doesn't matter where I go, yeah
Why do I always bang my head against the wall?
So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong!
Why do I always bang my head against the wall?
So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong
All my mistakes, all my mistakes
All that you see
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