| On returning, I can’t believe this world is still turning, The pressure’s on,
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| Because the pleasure hasn’t gone
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| And I’m, Not sorry for, For the things I’ve done
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| And I’m, Not looking for, Just anyone
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| On competing, Oh, when will this tired heart stop beating?, It’s all a game,
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| Existence is only a game
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| And I’m, Not sorry for, For the things I’ve done
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| And I’m, Not looking for, Just anyone
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| I’m, Slipping below the water line, I’m, Slipping below the water line
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| Reach for my hand, And, And the race is won
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| Reject my hand, And, The damage is done
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| I’m, Slipping below the water line
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| I’m, Slipping below the water line
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| The woman of my dreams, She, She never came along
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| The woman of my dreams, Well, There never was one
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| And I’m, Not sorry for, For the things I’ve said |