| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| I was left to my own devi-i-i-i-ces
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| Many days fell away with nothing to show
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| And the walls kept tumbling down
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| In the city that we love
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| Gray clouds roll over the hills
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| Bringing darkness from above
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| But if you close your eyes
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| Does it almost feel like
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| Nothing changed at all?
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| And if you close your eyes
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| Does it almost feel like
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| You've been here before?
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| How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
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| How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
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| We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
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| In your pose as the dust settled around us
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| And the walls kept tumbling down
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| In the city that we love
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| Gray clouds roll over the hills
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| Bringing darkness from above
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| But if you close your eyes
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| Does it almost feel like
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| Nothing changed at all?
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| And if you close your eyes
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| Does it almost feel like
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| You've been here before?
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| How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
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| How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Oh where do we begin?
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| The rubble or our sins?
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| Oh oh where do we begin?
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| The rubble or our sins?
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| And the walls kept tumbling down (oh where do we begin?)
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| In the city that we love (the rubble or our sins?)
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| Gray clouds roll over the hills (oh where do we begin?)
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| Bringing darkness from above (the rubble or our sins?)
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| But if you close your eyes
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| Does it almost feel like
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| Nothing changed at all?
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| And if you close your eyes
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| Does it almost feel like
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| You've been here before?
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| How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
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| How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
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| If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul
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| Eheu aul aul |