| All those people telling you, «no»
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| Would you believe them anyway?
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| That’s the thing about a slippery slope
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| You can slide
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| But there’s not always snow in the valley
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| And if you wanted it so badly
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| I would listen close
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| I would make the most
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| But sadly I don’t think it’s so
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| All those times that we took the stage
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| Would you remember like a cold river
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| That’s the thing about a lion cage
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| You can watch
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| And still be amazed and deeply bitter
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| And if you wanted it so badly
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| I would listen close
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| I would make the most
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| But sadly I don’t think it’s so
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| Cause I know you
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| And you know me too
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| Is there any doubt what we should do?
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| No matter what you say
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| I know that you’re not ok
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| And I walk away if I have to
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| All the friends that you lost
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| Parsed and sold out to the lowest bidder
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| That’s the thing about blinking your eyes
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| You can blink
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| And then it’s goodbye forever
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| I can walk away if I have to
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| I can walk away if I have to
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| I can walk away if I have to
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| I can walk away if I have to
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| I can walk away if I have to
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| I can walk away if I have to
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| I can walk away if I have to
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| I can walk away if I have to |