| I wake up with my shoes on
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| And my whole life thrown around the room
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| And I swear like a sailor
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| As I choke on smoke and cheap perfume
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| I’ve been here, I’ve been here before
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| And I know you’ve been right, you’ve been right
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| This is a warning
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| Never gonna get
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| Never gonna get me out this town
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| Let’s start the mourning
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| Never gonna see, never gonna see another day
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| Never see another day
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| Cause I’m tired and I’m restless
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| And I’m pretty sure I met my match
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| And I lie here defenceless
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| I’m the Sunday hunters weekend war
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| I’ve been here, I’ve been here before
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| And I know I’ve been right, I’ve been right
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| This is a warning
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| Never gonna get
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| Never gonna get me out this town
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| Let’s start the mourning
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| Never gonna see, never gonna see another day
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| Never see another day
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| Never gonna get, never gonna get what’s coming to you
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| Never gonna get, never gonna get what’s coming to you
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| To you
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| This is a warning
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| Never gonna get
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| Never gonna get me out this town
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| Let’s start the mourning
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| Never gonna see, never gonna see another
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| This is a warning
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| Never gonna get
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| Never gonna get me out this town
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| Let’s start the mourning
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| Never gonna see, never gonna see another day
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| Never see another day |