| There’s something I’m keeping that’s lost all its meaning
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| And now it’s gone, and now it’s gone, and now it’s gone
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| 'cause if I had known about tomorrow I wouldn’t be drowning my sorrows
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| But it’s not enough, no its not enough, no its not enough
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| So bury the hatchet now my son
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| Or we’re gonna be done I swear
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| So bury the hatchet now son
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| Or we’re gonna be done I swear, yeah
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| So pick me up a new life
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| 'cause I’m not happy with this, not happy with this at all
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| Are you gonna jump
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| Or let it pass by wondering why I’ve not got it all
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| So pick me up a new life
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| So no one’s gonna shut me out
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| There’s nothing left to talk about
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| We decide to sink or swim my friends
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| So pray that it’s not the end
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| And I will never leave you like this again
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| No I will never treat you like this again
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| No I will never see you like this again, no, no
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| And I will never leave you like this again
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| No I will never treat you like this again
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| No I will never see you like this again, no, no
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| And we pray that it’s not the end
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| So pick me up a new life
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| 'cause I’m not happy with this, not happy with this at all
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| Are you gonna jump
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| Or let it pass by wondering why I’ve not got it all
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| So pick me up a new life |