| It’s under to yourself,
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| now I’m so so gone.
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| It’s under to yourself,
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| now I’m so so gone.
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| Well trains take me so far.
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| But only in my brain and that’s fine with me.
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| How come you do, you do this thing.
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| Well circle around and get yourself a better look,
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| a better memory.
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| And you fall down, you do.
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| Well file down these streets
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| lined with fools and luxury.
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| We’ve sinned our best
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| But nobody looked, yeah just
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| Love me, love me
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| this is how I’m forced to live,
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| but I don’t wanna live like that.
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| I don’t wanna live knowing second words.
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| Well trains take me so far.
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| But only in my brain
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| And you do, you do
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| I’ll sing the words to you
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| Well circle around and get yourself a better look,
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| a better memory.
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| And you fall down, you do
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| I’ll file down these streets
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| lined with fools and luxury.
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| And we’ve sinned but nobody looked,
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| Nobody looked, yeah
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| Love me, love me
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| this is how I’m forced to live,
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| but I don’t wanna live like that.
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| I don’t wanna live knowing second words to me
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| Expect me to seem free from your care
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| From your problems
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| He is the best now,
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| she’s under pressure,
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| He is the best now,
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| she’s under pressure,
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| these nights will go so quietly. |