| Why can’t I feel things that I’m supposed to
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| Why can’t I steal
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| Why can’t I see what I have to do
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| To make it real
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| I laugh when you die
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| I cry when it feels good
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| And I scream because I want to
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| There are two things missing from my life
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| Love and money
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| If I could steal them maybe I’d be
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| Happy
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| Gimme bread I’ll want no more
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| But give me cake 'n' I’ll want cream
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| And if I scream
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| It’s 'cos I want to
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| If I could write my name in snow
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| Winter to spring
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| Would it mean that I know
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| Anything
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| With my hand on your head does it mean that I approve
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| Or do I scream
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| Gimme bread I’ll want no more
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| But give me cake 'n' I’ll want cream
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| And if I scream
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| It’s 'cos I want to
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before
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| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |