Ou got some question about your life You don't know how you'll ever make it through It hurts so bad but it's all you got You're asking me for help But all I got to say now is that You don't know what pain is You haven't suffered one iota So just stop your whining You don't know what pain is
Stop complaining point your finger I'll tell you who to blame
So pack your bags We're going out I want to show you Just what's in this world Cause in the end it's all you got Memories to tell about your life And how you lived it
So live it good I know it's all that you've given
You don't know what pain is You haven't suffered one iota So just stop your whining You don't know what pain is Stop complaining Point your finger I'll tell you who to blame
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