| It’s the end of your life
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| It’s looking you in the eye
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| The fret and regret every wasted of
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| Never remet of the time you spent
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| As a consequence
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| You’re probably from the future
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| Don’t think you’ll make it
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| It seems I have no choice
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| And just in for the weekend
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| Don’t try to fake it
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| And try to be on your own now
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| Where did you go?
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| What did you find out on your own?
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| Where did you go?
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| What did you find out on your own?
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| A??? |
| girl but you’re mounting my logic
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| You’re still request by the numbers lied
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| I’m giving a last, give a kiss on the cheek
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| Don’t forget to say goodbye
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| And you don’t have to let go of anybody
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| You can keep yourself
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| And you don’t have to listen
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| But you can say much
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| To the end won’t help now
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| Where did you go?
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| What did you find out on your own?
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| Where did you go?
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| What did you find out on your own?
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| I’m coming, I’m taking over
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| I’m taking every one of your drugs
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| So take it easy, I’m taking over
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| I’m taking everything that you wanna believe in
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| Where did you go?
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| What did you find out on your own?
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| Where did you go?
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| What did you find out on your own? |