| It’s comin round again slowly creepin in
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| Time in it’s command soon enough it comes
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| Settles in it’s place shadow in my face
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| Puts pressure in my day
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| This life well it’s slippin right through my hands
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| These days turned out nothin like I had planed
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| It’s comin round again slowly creepin
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| In time in it’s command
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| Settles in it’s place
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| Shadow in my face puts pressure in my day
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| Soon enough it comes here it is again
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| Slowly creepin in time in it’s command
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| Soon enough it comes settles in it’s place
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| Shadow in my face dignified in lace
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| This life well it’s slippin right through my hands
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| These days turned out nothin like I had planed
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| Control well it’s slipp’in right through my hands
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| These days turned out nothin like I had planed
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| Soon enough it comes soon enough it comes this life well
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| This life well it’s slippin right through my hands
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| These days turned out noth’in like I had planed
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| Control well it’s slippin right through my hands
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| These days turned out nothin like I had planed
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| Rep
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| It’s comin round again (x 3) |