| Is everything black and white?
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| I’ma touch it, feeling in Hitchcock film
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| No air inside
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| Living in flashing light
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| I see every spider, I feel every fiber
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| That I try to hide
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| Try to keep up
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| I hear the voices keep saying
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| «Never give up
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| There’s no such thing as failing»
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| (Hey) I’ve been up and I’ve been down
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| High on luck but then luck ran out
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| Still don’t know when or how
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| But I’m coming back around
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| (Hey) I know love is a battleground
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| Every bruise I wear like a crown
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| Tell everybody now
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| That I’m coming back around
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| (I'm coming back)
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| When the prom queens all grown up
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| And the chiffon dress is a dusty mess
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| On the bottom shelf
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| And the cool kids ain’t so tough
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| Looking miserable in their
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| 'Cause they never left
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| Try to keep up
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| I hear the voices keep saying
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| «Never give up
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| There’s no such thing as failing»
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| (Hey) I’ve been up and I’ve been down
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| High on luck but then luck ran out
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| Still don’t know when or how
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| But I’m coming back around
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| (Hey) I know love is a battleground
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| Every bruise I wear like a crown
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| Tell everybody now
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| That I’m coming back around
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| (I'm coming back)
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| I’m coming back
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| Coming back around
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| I’m coming back
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| I’m coming back
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| Coming back around
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| (Hey) I’ve been up and I’ve been down
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| High on luck but then luck ran out
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| Still don’t know when or how
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| But I’m coming back around
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| Coming back, I’m coming back
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| (Hey) I know love is a battleground
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| Every bruise I wear like a crown
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| Tell everybody now
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| That I’m coming back around
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| (I'm coming back)
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| Ooh, I’m coming back
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| And tell everybody now
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| That I’m coming back around
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| I’m coming back |