| Would you light one more cigarrette
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| Well, I’m trying to think here
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| Would you put the light a little lower
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| When I’m trying to make a stand
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| All began at point blank
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| Suddenly it all drops down
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| That’s when you make a false move
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| And find that the light that light the mirror don’t
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| Shine
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| And you ended on givin’up talking
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| Trying to keep it Trying to make a point
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| Trying to break the sources
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| Trying to make a point
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| Keeping in wonder
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| Don’t you wonder why all the fake
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| If something is dying on the way
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| Must I always hang up the phone
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| Pretending to feel no regret
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| Seems to me that you feel the same
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| So scream it loud, don’t you forget it That’s when you make wrong move
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| And find that the thoughts that haunt the pillow don’t
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| Leave
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| And you ended on givin’up talking
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| Trying to keep it I see those fire planes
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| Moving down to the right side of the town
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| 'Till I reach there
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| 'Till I touch them with my hands
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| They fight toward the fences,
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| Seems to me that you feel the same
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| So scream it loud, don’t you forget it That’s when you make a wrong move
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| And find that the thoughts that haunt the pillow don’t
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| Leave
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| And you ended on givin’up talking
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| Trying to keep it Keeping in wonder (x3)
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| You gotta keepin' (x2)
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| You gotta keepin' (x2)
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| Keeping in wonder (x3) |