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You stand in the line just to hit a new low 5 i$ g. B3 U3 _3 j U9 qYou're faking a smile with the coffee you go 4 ]9 ~) X. W! M# fYou tell me your life's been way off line 3 [. V1 h5 o! A9 z P: y7 UYou're falling to pieces every time$ f* V E9 _; w% |2 D& \: x# o: e6 D