| Everything seems to be falling apart
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| In some technicolor
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| And oh, I saw you put your soul in the cast
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| Of what used to be our love
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| Thoughts seep in, feel it in the morning light
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| Dreams again of you and I
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| And how I long for you, holding on
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| All by my lonesome, we’re stranded in this life
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| Everything seems to be falling apart
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| In some technicolor
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| And oh, I saw you put your soul in the cast
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| Of what used to be our love
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| When I woke up, nothing was the way it seemed
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| A body needs, torn between the force inside
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| Then I broke out, realised what you were to me
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| And though we tried, could we have known what love was like?
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| I know it might go wrong if you and I go on
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| In time, I can let go, I can only hope
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| Ah yes, I know it’s so cold
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| Ooh, in some technicolor
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| Ooh, of what used to be our love
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| 'Cause I’ve been branded, stranded, holding up these walls
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| And when she sees, and I know
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| Someone’s got the best of my, oh, got the best of my soul
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| Still up on you, so long, and I’m outside, baby
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| And I don’t know why all this time, you were fine
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| When you know I’ve been dead inside, I know it’s so cold
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| I can see it will rise, I don’t care how it arrives
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| Will it be all our lives, hiding from the fear inside?
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| And I’ve been branded, stranded, holding up these walls
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| And when she sees, and I know
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| Someone’s got the best of my, oh, got the best of my soul
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| In some technicolor
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| Of what used to be our love |