| Hard times even for a believer
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| Good things happen to bad people
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| Tough luck, that’s our fate
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| But we stand up while our hearts shake
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| Everybody runs from the fears
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| That will lurk in the dead of the night
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| And everybody runs
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| No, we ain’t special
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| And everybody falls when the words
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| From the past are a spoke in the wheel
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| And everybody falls
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| No, we ain’t special
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| Hard times even for a believer
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| Good things happen to bad people
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| Tough luck, that’s our fate
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| But we stand up while our hearts shake
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| Hard times even dare the believer
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| Good things happen to bad people
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| We crash and we fake
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| But we come back while our hearts shake
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| Everybody crawls when the weight of love
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| Just knocks you down
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| And everybody crawls
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| No, we ain’t special
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| And everybody prays when it’s too dark to see
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| You got to believe
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| And everybody prays
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| No, we ain’t special
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| Hard times even for a believer
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| Good things happen to bad people
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| Tough luck, that’s our fate
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| But we stand up while our hearts shake
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| Hard times even dare the believer
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| Good things happen to bad people
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| We crash and we fake
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| But we come back while our hearts shake
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| All good intentions hanging on a rope
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| Trying hard to laugh while we choke
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| And the sun’s coming up
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| Or is it us going down
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| People like us forget sometimes
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| That they can’t fly, we shouldn’t try
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| The sun’s coming up
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| And we never look down
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| Hard times even for a believer
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| Good things happen to bad people
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| Tough luck, that’s our fate
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| But we stand up while our hearts shake
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| Hard times even dare the believer
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| Good things happen to bad people
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| We crash and we fake
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| But we come back while our hearts shake |