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Can't move a single muscle From my eye lids to my toes Feels like my head's about to blow Looks like it's not under control Can't say goodbye, can't say hello Can't reach a single amigo My eyes are wet, my hands are cold And time is passing much too slow… Although i've been trying my best Feel like a grounded 12-year-old Can't go to bed, can't hit the road Don't have a house, don't have much dough Can't do the stuff that's illegal