| It’s a pretty far place from here
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| and it’s the kind of place you go to disappear
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| I think I’m really gonna make my move
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| but it’s the kind of thing you think but never do
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| And you could really help me out
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| if you could help me figure out
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| how to make this broken dream turn true
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| Cause I’m halfway gone
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| I’m leaving
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| though part of me is holding on
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| hoping you could prove I’m wrong
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| you know I’m done believing
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| I’m running cause I don’t belong
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| and there’s nothing here to hold me strong
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| And I heard them say the end is near
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| the New York Times said it’s the story of the year
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| but if the rumors that they say are true
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| well I can’t just sit and wait there must be something I can do
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| still you could really help me out
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| if you could help me figure out
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| how to make this broken dream turn true
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| Cause I’m halfway gone
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| I’m leaving
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| though part of me is holding on
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| hoping you could prove I’m wrong
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| you know I’m done believing
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| I’m running cause I don’t belong
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| and there’s nothing here to hold me strong
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| And you could really help me out
|
| if you could help me figure out
|
| how to make this broken dream turn true
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| Cause I’m halfway gone
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| I’m leaving
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| though part of me is holding on
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| hoping you could prove I’m wrong
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| you know I’m done believing
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| I’m running cause I don’t belong
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| and there’s nothing here to hold me strong
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| It’s a pretty far place from here
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| and it’s the kind of place you go to disappear |