| The darkness has always been
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| The world was born into a blanket of sin
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| When all the faith’s been gone
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| Still we’ve found a reason to carry on
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| Through the worry, worry, worry
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| Caught in an endless maze
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| When the lights go out all that I can think about
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| Is how we’ve seen
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| Better days
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| Lover, lately I’ve been thinking I might leave you
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| As you’re surrounded by these fools who do deceive you
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| Yes, our past is wretched, true
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| But I’m still in love with you
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| And that’s why I am still refusing to give into
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| All this worry, worry, worry
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| Caught in an endless maze
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| When the lights go out all that I can think about
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| Is how we’ve seen
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| Better days
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| Where do we go from here
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| Now we’re all so consumed by fear
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| I’m trying not to be suspicious to those I’m suspicious of
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| I’m trying to crack open this angry heart
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| And find a little love
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| Instead of worry, worry, worry
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| Caught in an endless maze
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| When the lights go out
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| All that I can think about
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| Is how we’ve seen better days
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| When the lights go out all that I can dream about
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| Is how we’ll see
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| Better days |