| Well I just can’t seem to pity
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| 'Cause my heart’s to numb to feel
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| And the smile does all the talking
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| Though the pain is all that’s real
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| With the way that you keep screaming
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| I can hardly hear to think
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| And I feel the bridges burning
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| Underneath my feet
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| Where do you go, Oooh
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| When you’re gone
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| Where do you go, Oooh
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| When you’re gone
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| Oh, how the road feels so long
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| But where do you go Ooh
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| When you’re gone
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| I just want to stay dreaming
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| No I just don’t want to wake
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| Why can’t we keep on sailing
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| Across this emerald lake
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| My forehead is still bleeding
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| From the thorns I used to wear
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| And I’m left alone and beaten
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| For this cross I choose to bear
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| Where do you go, Oooh
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| When you’re gone
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| Where do you go, Oooh
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| When you’re gone
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| Oh, how the road feels so long
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| But where do you go Ooh
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| When you’re gone
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| Well I finally found what I’m looking for
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| Though the road’s still long and the light is still far
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| But I finally found what I’m looking for
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| Well I finally found what I’m looking for
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| Though the road’s still long and the light is still far
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| But I finally found what I’m looking for
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| Well the voices fall like timber
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| And the fear it pours like rain
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| And my heart is crushed to cinders
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| Underneath this kind of pain
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| Well there is no resolution
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| When the revolution’s dead
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| So I’m left with no solution
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| For the voices in my head
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| Where do you go, Oooh
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| When you’re gone
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| Where do you go, Oooh
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| When you’re gone
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| Oh, how the road feels so long
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| But where do you go, Ooh
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| When you’re gone |