| Question:
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| Where do we come from?
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| And where do we go?
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| Where do we come from?
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| And where do we go?
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| Till the morning sun
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| So many things to do, to deal, to sell
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| I must hurry up if I wanna be in time
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| I can’t be the last one
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| So I run, run, run, run, run — everyday I run fast
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| Everbody
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| Feels feels feels the rhythm of fashion
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| We love, we live, we lose without any passion
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| Occasion, decision, confusion — question:
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| Where do the the tears come from
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| And where do they go?
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| I remember the night by the sea
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| But I forgot how good it feels
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| To watch the stars high above
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| To hide the feet deep in the sky of water
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| I have lots of ways to be, to run, to feel free, to be gone
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| I can’t love but I must be loved
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| To find somebody to love my body
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| We’ll have fun fun fun fun fun fun till the morning sun
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| Occasion, desision, confusion — question:
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| Where do we come from
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| And were do we go?
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| I remember the night by the sea
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| But I forgot how good it feels
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| To watch the stars high above
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| To hide the feet deep in the sky of water |