| When I’m going down
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| I’m lost, I’m not found
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| When I’m going down
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| I need plastic crown
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| When I’m going down, down, down
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| Da-da-da-da-down
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| When I’m going down, down, down
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| Da-da-da-da-down
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| She down, like an elevator
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| She likes to give up and I hate her
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| Write down everything you may heard
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| Sit down, take a pen, get a paper
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| You found, you lost
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| You loved, it cost
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| The pain, it’s false
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| It rains, it pours
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| You found, you lost
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| You loved, it cost
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| The pain, it’s false
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| It rains, it pours
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| You’re running all the time
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| You’re running out of all your ways
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| You’re trying not to hide
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| But you don’t even know your face
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| You’re finding better life
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| Or better cross the line on me
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| For real
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| No need for dreams
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| When I’m going down
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| I’m lost, I’m not found
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| When I’m going down
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| I need plastic crown
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| When I’m going down, down, down
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| Da-da-da-da-down
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| When I’m going down, down, down
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| Da-da-da-da-down
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| When I’m going down
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| I’m lost, I’m not found
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| When I’m going down
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| I need plastic crown
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| When I’m going down, down, down
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| Da-da-da-da-down |
| When I’m going down, down, down
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| Da-da-da-da-down
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| You run
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| From what you cannot ever face
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| You fail before you start the game
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| You always first to put a blame
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| But you don’t try to stop the flame
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| You know to live in a fast lane
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| But you don’t go with a full pace
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| You never ready for new phase
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| Like waiting for the Holy Grace |