| Life always dumps something in your lap
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| You’re constantly busy redrawing your map
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| You leave behind a fading trail
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| Of images and words that you hope will prevail
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| Life always dumps something in your way
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| You try to make the best of it everyday
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| You could give up and give in but you prefer
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| To keep hoping some kind of change might occur
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| Just hoping some kind of change might occur
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| Misery sure loves company
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| And nobody’s ever who they seem to be The daily horror of people at their worst
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| And most selfish, one day, your bubble will burst
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| So much time should not have passed
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| At least not that way and not so fast
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| It wasn’t always easy, it wasn’t always fun
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| But it was always worth it, regrets I have none
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| It was always worth it, regrets I have none
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| Life always dumps something so you should try.
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| To acknowledge the fact you’re surrounded by These relics of a life that no longer exists
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| Your name still appears on the waiting lists
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| Life always dumps something that makes things worse
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| There are no rules in this self-help universe
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| It’s never what you were expecting to find
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| There’s darkness ahead and there’s darkness behind
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| There’s darkness ahead and there’s darkness behind
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| There’s darkness ahead and there’s darkness… behind… |