| I got a faulty parachute
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| I got a stranger’s friend
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| An exciting change in
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| My butchers blend
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| A symbol on the ceiling
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| With the flick of a switch
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| My new found hero
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| In the enemy’s ditching
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| Well somebody’s something was left in the room
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| And man, now that its gone well of course we assume
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| That somebody else needed something so bad
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| That they took everything that somebody had
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| Losing hope is easy
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| When your only friend is gone
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| And every time you look around
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| Well, it all, it all just seems to change
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| The mark was left
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| Man it’s never the same
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| Next time that you shoot
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| Make sure that you aim
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| Open windows with passing cars
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| A brand new night
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| With the same old stars
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| Losing hope is easy
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| When your only friend is gone
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| And every time you look around
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| Well, it all, it all just seems to change
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| Feed the fool
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| A piece of the pie
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| Make a fool of his system
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| Make a fool of his mind
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| Give him bottles of lies
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| And maybe he’ll find
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| His place in heaven
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| Cause he might just die
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| Losing hope is easy
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| When your only friend is gone
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| And every time you look around
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| Well, it all, it all just seems to change
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| But hanging on is easy
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| When you’ve got a friend to call
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| When nothings making sense at all
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| You’re not the only one who’s afraid of change |