| Loosing
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| Got a feeling we’re holding
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| The wrong end of the line
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| We’re dealing day’s but we ain’t dealing time
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| Go on fake it cause you’re not gonna make it tonight
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| Better sit back and kick your boots away
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| Hope for tomorrow, hope for a new day, yeah
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| Bleeding
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| Nothing quite went right after Eden
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| Your neighbour doesn’t know
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| But he’s a Heathen
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| He broke his mind on what he’s been reading
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| He’d better sit back and kick his head away
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| Hope for tomorrow, hope for yesterday, yeah
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| And you’re all alone trying to make it better
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| 'Cos you’re all alone trying to fit the pieces
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| And you’re all alone killing leaches
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| And you’re all alone trying to make it better
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| In your heart
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| Loosing
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| Feeling we’re holding
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| The wrong end of the line
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| Dealing day’s but we ain’t dealing time
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| Go on fake it cause you’re not gonna make it tonight
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| Better sit back and kick your boots away
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| Hope for tomorrow, hope for a new day, yeah |