| Clouds forming — rivet and taper the edge of the blue sky
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| You’re worried — the storm’s coming means all your best years have gone by
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| Every romance is fleeting, your hairline’s receding
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| And you’re up and leaving again
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| And this is killing you, my friend
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| Old stories — lose all their charm when all your friends stop laughing
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| It’s boring — listening to you self destruct all in passing
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| If you stopped for a minute, the web you’ve been spinning
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| Would surely grab you from behind
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| I guess we’ll hear the second half next time
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| Leo said, this was bound to end
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| We tried to make you understand
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| Save your soul and come back home
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| You’ve got to give up while you can
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| Give it up, it’ll tear your heart right out
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| You’ll wind up back in the place you started out
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| Sweeping up the gutters outside of the embassy
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| Eyes glued at night to the screen of your old TV
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| Watching everyone you love just leave
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| Put your hands together if you’re fucked and you know it
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| Don’t bother to live if you’re too scared to blow it
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| Don’t try to tell me a thing cause I won’t hear
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| No one belongs here like I belong here |