| Somebody please switch with me
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| My lines are old and boring
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| Comedy or tragedy, critics seen it all
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| Born into the middle of this scene;
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| Love money warring
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| Waiting for the purpose of my life to be revealed
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| Someone snuff the candle out
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| The wick in wax is drowning
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| I don’t want to live forever
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| But I’m afraid to fade
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| As raindrops fall back to the sea
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| They fear the end’s approaching
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| I keep falling
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| And I’ve got these feet of clay
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| I keep falling
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| I’ve got tender feet of clay
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| This is why they used to pray
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| To hold your gaze
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| Love it all there’s no escape
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| To hold your gaze
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| It’s impossible, magical, practical
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| This is why they used to pray
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| To hold your gaze
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| Love it like there’s no escape
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| To hold your gaze
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| I keep falling
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| And I’ve got these feet of clay
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| I keep falling
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| I am due to fade away
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| Into the dark |