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An angry, white, middle-class suburban punk in strife
I had a job my hands were tied
2002 I learnt the art that they don’t teach in school
Looking back I nearly died

I remember the stress appalling
I remember the trip and falling
I remember the day that I hit the ground

I learnt the art of breaking down
I learnt the art of breaking down
I learnt the art of breaking down

I never thought I needed help or that life wasn’t fine
It never even crossed my mind
It snuck up on me, adding up until eventually
I thought escape was suicide

I remember the stress appalling
I remember the trip and falling
I remember the day that I hit the ground

I learnt the art of breaking down
I learnt the art of breaking down
I learnt the art of breaking down

When will we learn?
When will we see?
We need each other and honesty
Until we learn statistics show
We practise the art that we shouldn't know

I learnt the art of breaking down
I learnt the art of breaking down
I learnt the art of breaking down

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