| Seasons change and passions change
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| But I live in a city with no seasons or passions at all
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| It’s awful
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| Trouble sleeping
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| The curse of feeling
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| Everything and nothing ever at all
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| You’re awful
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| Love will come easy with a face like that
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| You’ll never have to spend another single night alone
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| Oh, years will disappear with a pain like that
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| You will find yourself alone again, alone, oh ho
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| I don’t wanna die until a little light inside is found
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| Every time I lift my eyes the sun is going down
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| Code in conversation
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| In a crowded club
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| A crippled congregation
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| Impatience
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| Morning stars been shedding light on
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| Sleeping, shame on
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| I’m cold, I’m dirty
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| I’m thirty
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| Love will come easy with a face like that
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| You’ll never have to spend another shape or night alone
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| The years will disappear with a face like that
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| You will find yourself alone again, alone, oh ho, oh ho
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| I don’t wanna die until a little light inside is found
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| Every time I lift my eyes the sun is going down
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| I can’t keep falling, I can’t keep falling
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| I can’t keep falling down
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| My feet keep slipping
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| My head keep tripping
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| The ground keeps giving out
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| Icons
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| Icons of summer
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| I don’t wanna die until a little light inside is found
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| Every time I lift my eyes the sun is going down
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| I can’t keep falling, I can’t keep falling
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| I can’t keep falling down
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| My feet keep slipping
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| My head keep tripping
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| The ground keeps giving out |