| Most of us, have learned to trust
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| What we see with our own eyes
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| But with blinders on you hardly realize
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| That out of view, it’s still true
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| Even when no one’s around
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| We can stumble and fall down
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| Sunshine burns your skin
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| Sometimes the things we love so much just eat us up from the outside in
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| Oceans blue will drown
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| I could find a way to live with your ghost but I won’t be happy till I leave
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| this town.
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| It’s just as well, It’s hard to tell
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| Cause my hindsight’s crystal clear
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| But the view from then’s not like the view from here
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| If you are passed through a looking glass
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| The important parts appear
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| But the details start to smear
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| Sunshine burns your skin
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| Sometimes the things we love so much just eat us up from the outside in
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| Oceans blue will drown
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| I could find a way to live with your ghost but I won’t be happy till I leave
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| this town.
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| When I leave this town, I move the point of view I found
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| Sun seems to go down, but it just burns while we all spin around
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| I ran fast, but I came last
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| 'Cause although I set the pace
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| It was rigged from the start that I’d lose this race
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| Gone and done
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| Before it had begun
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| Seems the cup’s half full till its overflowed
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| Then you run and run till your heart explodes
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| Sunshine burns your skin
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| Sometimes the things we love so much just eat us up from the outside in
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| Oceans blue will drown
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| I could find a way to live with your ghost but I won’t be happy till I leave
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| this town.
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| (Sunshine)
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| I won’t be happy till I leave this town (Sunshine)
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| Won’t be happy till I leave this town |