| When did we let all of our time
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| The sanity of our minds
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| Become worth less than a dollar sign
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| Searching for something we’ll never find
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| Take me back to when I thought
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| Everything was laced with gold
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| Mind was quiet, heart was full
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| Thought the pain was cut from a fall
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| But these residual feelings won’t go away
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| But these residual feelings won’t go away
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| From the games that you play
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| But these residual feelings won’t go away
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| How did we reach this point here
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| Nothing to show after all of these years
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| Chasing a hollow dream
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| Nothing left here for me
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| Take me back to when I thought
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| Everything was laced with gold
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| Mind was quiet, heart was full
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| Thought the pain was cut from a fall
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| But these residual feelings won’t go away
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| But these residual feelings won’t go away
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| From the games that you play
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| But these residual feelings won’t go away |