| I can see it, I can feel it
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| Rushing in my veins
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| I don’t like it, I don’t hide it
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| See it in my face
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| But I don’t want to wait
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| For I have lost my faith
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| Why can’t I find myself an idol?
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| Somebody that I can look up to
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| Be big enough to hold me close in their arms
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| And never let me down
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| And all these stupid conversations
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| That always seem to lead to nowhere
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| Thery’re going round and round and round in my head
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| And they’ll be back again
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| They’re coming back again
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| It’s not fair, I still care now
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| We’re always alone
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| Honesty and modesty
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| Will never find my home
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| But I will never say
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| When I have lost my way
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| Why can’t I find myself an idol?
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| Somebody that I can look up to
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| Be big enough to hold me close in their arms
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| And never let me down
|
| And all these stupid conversations
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| That always seem to lead to nowhere
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| Thery’re going round and round and round in my head
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| And they’ll be back again
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| They’re coming back again
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| You take it, you take it, you take it
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| And throw it away
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| You take it, you take it
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| And throw it away
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| But I will never say
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| When I have lost my way
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| Why can’t I find myself an idol?
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| Somebody that I can look up to
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| Be big enough to hold me close in their arms
|
| And never let me down
|
| And all these stupid conversations
|
| That always seem to lead to nowhere
|
| Thery’re going round and round and round in my head
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| And they’ll be back again
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| They’re coming back again |