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| Do you ever wake up in the morning
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| Somebody’s changed the deal
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| Who you are, the way you feel
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| The whole situation’s just a little unreal
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| You’re sleeping with an eight minute warning
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| Living hanging over your head
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| It’s just God’s hand but I understand
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| Sometimes it’s kinda difficult to get out of bed
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| Naked in my storm
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| You haven’t even got a future just to keep you warm
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| You once were something wild
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| Someone’s lover, someone’s child
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| Do you hear that sound?
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| Another young lover just hit the ground
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| Do you know me at all?
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| Do you ever look out of the window
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| Somebody’s changed the scene
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| You feel like you’re standing in another country
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| Nobody can understand what you mean
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| Are you happy with your human hatred?
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| Stand up and look into the vacancy and tell me:
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| Have you already decided to die?
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| Have you already decided to die?
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| Do you hear that sound?
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| Another young lover just hit the ground
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| All the boys and girls
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| Are falling in a hush in the unkind world
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| I remember a time
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| When we were all quite prepared to climb
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| But we were so, so young
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| And the one you say you love
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| Is just the one you most mistrust
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| And you tiptoe through your lives
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| You pretend you’re all so dangerous
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