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Actually Paramore It Ain’t fun
Ain’t it crazy how the world keeps spinning, and everyone just goes on with their day.
Ain’t it shocking, how the clocks don’t stop, while I’m lying awake in dismay.
Ain’t it something, that you won’t see tomorrow, when you were full of life yesterday.
Ain’t it sad, that the tears keep flowing, after i told everyone I’d be ok.
Aint it insane, we can’t live forever but i guess we are all made this way.
Ain’t it silly, I’m not used to this, when i know nothing gold can stay.
