| Cast your mind back to the days,
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| When I pretend' I was OK.
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| I had so very much to say,
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| About my crazy livin'.
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| Now that I’ve stared into the void,
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| So many people, I’ve annoyed.
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| I have to find a middle way,
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| A better way of livin'.
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| So I haven’t given up,
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| That all my choices, my good luck
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| Appear to go and get me stuck,
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| In an open prison.
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| Now I am tryin' to break free,
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| In a state of empathy.
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| Find the true and enemy,
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| Eradicate this prison.
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| No one can take it away from me,
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| And no one can tear it apart.
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| 'Cause a heart that hurts,
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| Is a heart that works.
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| A heart that hurts,
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| Is a heart that works.
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| A heart that hurts,
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| Is a heart that works.
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| No-one can take it away from me,
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| No-one can tear it apart.
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| Maybe ' an elaborate fantasy,
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| But it’s the perfect place to start.
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| 'Cause a heart that hurts,
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| Is a heart that works.
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| A heart that hurts,
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| Is a heart that works. |