| And your birthday goes by,
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| While you’re counting recycled nights,
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| In a head that chewed small,
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| Don’t the weekends float by.
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| Shape me please, I’ll be Plasticine,
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| I’ll be all that I can be,
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| I could use the change.
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| In the morning I count the times I’ve taken new oaths,
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| In the morning I’ve peace of mind, raise your hopes, come on
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| All your lovers still use,
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| Try a wealth of what feels new,
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| Come, she says, leave and rest my head,
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| Stay, and I’ll be someone else,
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| I could use the change.
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| In the morning I count the times I’ve taken new oaths,
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| In the morning I’ve peace of mind, raise your hopes, come on
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| Say it’s all in fashion with the cover bigger pattern but we’re never quite as
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| happy as we think we all deserve,
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| In the morning I read my lines, count those you love as if they’re all you’re
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| ever gonna need
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| Say it’s all in fashion with a cover bigger pattern but we’re never quite as
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| happy as we think we all deserve,
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| In the morning I’ve peace of mind, humour me, come on
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| I’d count my blessings if I thought they’re all that I would need,
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| I’d count my blessings if I thought they’re all that I would need. |