| Sometimes you just have to accept that your bar has died
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| When it ends up in the «trendy bar» section of the tourist guide
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| Speakin' up in here would surely take some sort of nerve
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| Sittin' here I reckon that I get what I deserve
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| Everybody’s here--can't you see?
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| Is tryn' be your friend, not an enemy
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| Everybody wants you to try
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| You don’t know how to, you don’t know why
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| Sundial’s movin' on
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| Can seem like a bitter thing to do
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| But I no longer, you know…
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| Sundial’s movin' on
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| Could seem like a bitter thing to do
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| But I no longer, you know…
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| I wait for the colobris to tell us apart
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| 'Cause I’ve always been on the wrong side of where to start
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| And I’ve heard there’s a bar at the end of the tunnel
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| At the end of the light
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| And that’s where you’ll find me, boxing with your shadows
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| Tryn' set things right
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| 'Cause if’n you wanted to be
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| I could be for you, you could be for me
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| 'Cause if’n you wanted to try…
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| But you don’t know how to, you don’t know why
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| Sundial’s movin' on
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| Could seem like a bitter thing to do
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| But I no longer, you know…
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| Sundial’s movin' on
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| Could seem like a bitter thing to do
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| But I don’t know, do you know?
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| I wasn’t about to lose my head
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| Thinkin' about the things I should’a said
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| I wasn’t about to lose my grip
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| Thinkin' about my own fingertips
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| I wasn’t about to lose my mind
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| Thinkin' about some thing that I can’t find
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| And I wasn’t about to just drop in
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| Over some thing that you said
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| I wait for the colobris to tell us apart
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| 'Cause I’ve always been on the wrong side of where to start |