| We all walk down the street my love
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| We carry pain and we carry scars
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| We carry everything we love
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| We carry the girls we met in bars
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| We carry guilt and remorse
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| For all them fucked up things we done
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| And we carry on
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| We carry on
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| Til our caring days are gone
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| When we blaze out past the burroughs
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| To a place where time forgot
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| I see the leaves are even changing
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| And my stomach starts to drop
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| Your face is in the moon
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| Still I try to find my rock
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| And now you live down by the river
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| And my key dont fit your lock
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| I can make it better
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| I know I can
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| I can make it better
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| Ill give everything I have
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| I can make it better
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| Try and forget the pain
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| I can make it better
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| Has it really been that long
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| Since u told me bout the war
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| Yeah a thousand nights of blisters
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| And probably a thousand more
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| Id speed you from the city
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| In a stolen taxi cab
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| Id be wreckless on the LIE
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| Untill it starts to scab
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| Well Id tell you all bout those good things in your life
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| And when I fail Id say I love u and ask u to be my wife
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| We could live out by the water
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| Where its always summertime
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| Id love u even after
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| All your scars are mine
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| When we blaze out past the burroughs
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| To a place where time forgot
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| I see the leaves are even changing
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| And my stomach starts to drop
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| Your face is in the moon again
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| But still I try and find my rock
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| Now you live down by the river
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| And my key dont fit your lock
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| I can make it better
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| I know I can
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| I can make it better
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| Ill give everything I have
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| I can make it better
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| Try and fogret the pain
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| I can make it better
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| Well be together again |