| All these people hanging round
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| Waiting for the world to change
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| All this, all this pressure coming down
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| Life is not
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| Such a pretty thing
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| All these people hanging 'round
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| Waiting for the world to change
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| All this pressure coming down
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| Life is not a pretty thing
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| Standing in the pouring rain
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| Lonely eyes and soaking skin
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| Wishing it was yesterday
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| Life is not a pretty thing
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| But I’m trying hard
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| To make it work
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| Losing all my faith in God
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| Shaking hands, shaking heads
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| Why, please tell me why
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| Is all this sorrow and suffering still going on?
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| All they ever wanted was a chance to live
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| Sometimes I just wonder
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| How can they still forgive?
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| How can they still forgive?
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| All these people running scared
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| Seen so many times before
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| Life is something to be shared
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| Life is not a pretty thing
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| I can’t see the sense in this
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| Where has all the feeling gone?
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| The feeling’s gone
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| And I’m wishing it was yesterday
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| Where has all the feeling
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| Where has all the feeling gone?
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| Why, please tell me why
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| Is all this sorrow and suffering still going on? |
| All they ever wanted was a chance to live
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| Sometimes I just wonder
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| How can they still forgive?
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| Well, I woke up this morning with a pain in my head
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| Tried to work it out but I went back to bed
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| This is not the way that it’s supposed to be
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| This is not today, this is not me
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| And half your life is wasted, the rest does not exist
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| Writing to papers and making a list
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| Searching for reasons why everything’s a mess
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| Why we sit and take it, is anybody’s guess
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| And oh, life is not a pretty thing
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| Life is not pretty, pretty
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| Life is not pretty
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| Life is not a pretty thing, pretty thing
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| Life is not pretty, pretty
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| Shaking hands, breaking heads |