| Can I be excused, from what I was doing?
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| But what was I doing? |
| I need to buckle up
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| We make noise so pretty, that closing time is only
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| A matter of time
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| As far as I’m concerned, we lost by a landslide
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| And I think that just might keep pissing me off
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| I didn’t see it coming, I never see it coming
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| Not even this time
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| Isn’t a wake-up call, supposed to tell you something?
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| Call me again sometime, now I just learned nothing
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| You need to explain, to me over coffee
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| Why you said this could be, the worst day of the year
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| As far as I’m concerned, I won’t get into
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| The fact we turned into, a couple of ghosts
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| Yearning to burn and, yearning to rise and
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| Yet locked in time and space
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| Isn’t a wake-up call, supposed to tell you something?
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| Call me again sometime, yeah, now I just learned nothing
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| You need to explain, to me over coffee
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| Why you said this could be, the worst day of the year
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| The worst day of the year
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| You need to explain, to me over coffee
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| Why you said this could be, the worst day of the year
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| As far as I’m concerned, I won’t get into
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| The fact we turned into, a couple of ghosts
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| A couple of ghosts
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| A couple of ghosts |