| There must be something I can do to push this pressure off
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| into
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| Motion for the moment simplify what cannot be justified.
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| There must be something more now that echo’s past the
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| still.
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| But wait,
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| What is with you?
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| What is with you?
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| Imitate the mistake gives a lasting impression of you.
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| There must be something more I can do to relieve the
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| intention implied.
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| I learnt to see through the lies.
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| I took a chance trusting you with this.
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| My mistake in the promise of bliss.
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| With no meaning you gave away those things which you could
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| not keep.
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| Chorus
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| Watch it all fall apart somehow.
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| Melodrama with no crowd.
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| Now there’s nothing left to see below the surface in me.
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| Watch it all fall apart somehow.
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| What you say must make you proud.
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| But there’s nothing left to say.
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| You gave your promises.
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| Why waste that sympathy on you?
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| The cause of nothing special new but for the notion.
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| Never realise what stands to reason to find.
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| There must be something more now beyond this mortal coil
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| — prove!
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| What is with you?
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| What is with you?
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| Confirm/deny what you never had to lose.
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| There must be something more I can do to relieve the
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| intention implied.
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| I learnt to see through the lies.
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| I took a chance trusting you with this.
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| My mistake in the promise of bliss.
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| With no meaning you gave away those things which you could
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| not keep.
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| Chorus
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| Even in the games you played you couldn’t fulfil those
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| promises.
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| I paid attention while I swallowed all that’s sold to me.
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| Even in the games you played you couldn’t fulfil those
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| promises.
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| Although you sold them to me.
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| Although you sold them to me.
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| Although you sold them to me.
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| Although you sold them to me.
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| Although you sold them to me.
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| To me. |