| Around here
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| We name the strays
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| We let them into our hearts
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| Give them a place to stay
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| Like jesus did
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| Or so we read
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| You gotta love everyone
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| Till you’re dead
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| And it’s what I’ve been telling you
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| All along
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| I want you know
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| I need you to know
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| And I know we’re both tired of making mistakes
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| And falling has become our middle name
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| I know we just want to be rescued some days
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| We don’t want to become some kind of broken clich
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| Around here
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| We keep on mssing up
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| We drag our egos around
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| In a beggar’s cup
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| Cuz we’ve all been taught
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| From such an early age
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| To build a wall around our hearts
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| So that thing will never break
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| And I know we’re both tired of making mistakes
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| And disaster has become our middle name
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| I know we just want to be resting some days
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| With the stolen eyes of love
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| That we carefully hide away
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| I remember what song was playing that day on the radio
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| As two speeding cars slow motion collide
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| We promised ourselves we’d never go silent again
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| We laid there for hours together and cried
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| And I know we’re both tired of making mistakes
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| And disaster has become our middle name
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| I know we just want to be rescued some days
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| With the stolen eyes of love
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| That we carefully hide away |