| We don’t hope for making things better
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| All we want is to keep it together
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| Every day is a rainy day, no changing the weather
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| This kind of life has made our hearts as hard as leather
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| And all these tears are from the dust in our eyes
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| And all these years just keep on passing us by
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| And all this misery makes it hard to deny
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| We all know that we’re just born to die
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| That’s the way it goes, when you’re just born to die
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| I hear the voice of a whip-poor-will singing
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| She don’t know all the comfort she’s bringing
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| We all know the sound of when the truth is ringing
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| Yeah, it hurts your soul just like a bumble bee stinging
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| All these tears are from the dust in our eyes
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| And all these years just keep on passing us by
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| And all this misery makes it hard to deny
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| We all know that we’re just born to die
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| That’s the way it goes, when you’re just born to die
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| All these tears are from the dust in our eyes
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| And all these years just keep on passing us by
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| And all this misery makes it hard to deny
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| We all know that we’re just born to die
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| 'Cause we all know that we’re just born to die
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| That’s the way it goes, when you’re just born to die |