| Hang tight now don’t go running off, I think you got your way
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| There’s nothing here but broken memories and countless days
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| You think that no one hears you but I know that you are there
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| Echoes through these walls are ringing out and oh, so clear
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| It seems there’s no way out
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| Where do you think that you’re going?
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| You scream and shout
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| I swear I’ve seen that look before
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| No way out
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| It just goes to show, yeah
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| You never really know what’s going on
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| Is this the least of my worries
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| You never know what’s really going on
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| Wish I could tell you I’m sorry
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| Would you just sit back and play along
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| It’s okay
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| I’ll be just fine
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| Smiling on the outside
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| Take my hand
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| Take your time
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| Sometimes it doesn’t show on the outside
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| It’s in your voice
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| I hear the resistance
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| As if there were a choice
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| Instead of persistence
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| Discouraged and annoyed
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| I feel the distance
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| Is this the way that you see things going down?
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| It seems there’s no way out
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| Where do you think that you’re going?
|
| You scream and shout
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| I swear I’ve seen that look before
|
| No way out
|
| It just goes to show, yeah
|
| You never really know what’s going on
|
| Is this the least of my worries
|
| You never know what’s really going on
|
| Wish I could tell you I’m sorry
|
| Would you just sit back and play along
|
| It’s okay
|
| I’ll be just fine
|
| Smiling on the outside
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| Take my hand
|
| Take your time
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| Sometimes it doesn’t show on the outside… |