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Some people kill for less
Some people find it hard to get dressed
Some people well, ask how old I am

Some people live in a life
Some people need more than a slice
But when it fades, when the glitter's gone

You know it, you owe it to yourself
You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy

Low and lonely when the shade is down
The brighter lights will smell their empty heads

Some people don't get much
Some people feel they're in touch
With spirit worlds, talking to you now

Some people just gotta say
Some people just wanna play
They get a kick when it's all messed up

You know it, you owe it to yourself
You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy

You know it, you owe it to yourself
You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy

What you thought you lost was just mislaid
All the poems written in your skin

You know it, you owe it to yourself
You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy

You know it, you owe it to yourself
You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy

And what you thought you lost was just mislaid
And all the poems written in your skin
Some people kill for less   Some people find it hard to get dressed   Some people well, ask how old I am      Some people live in a life   Some people need more than a slice   But when it fades, when the glitter's gone      You know it, you owe it to yourself   You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy      Low and lonely when the shade is down   The brighter lights will smell their empty heads      Some people don't get much   Some people feel they're in touch   With spirit worlds, talking to you now      Some people just gotta say   Some people just wanna play   They get a kick when it's all messed up      You know it, you owe it to yourself   You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy      You know it, you owe it to yourself   You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy      What you thought you lost was just mislaid   All the poems written in your skin      You know it, you owe it to yourself   You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy      You know it, you owe it to yourself   You won't let it make you mad, it's already crazy      And what you thought you lost was just mislaid   And all the poems written in your skin