| I’ve seen a lack of gracious days
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| (As you get, as you get older)
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| The nights are full of endless lovers games
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| (Never have, never have told her)
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| The hollow promises of troubled tongues
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| (Clever and, clever and bolder)
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| They never quite understand what they’ve done
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| (As it gets, as it gets closer)
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| Oh give me something to numb it yeah
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| Give me something to keep the lunacy fed
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| And oh with such a heavy head
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| We leap into the devils bed
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| «Don't you want to try again?»
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| She said «oh don’t you want to try again?»
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| «Don't you want to try again?»
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| My temper has a mind all of it’s own
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| (Cover it, cover it over)
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| And every time it rains the trouble shows
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| (heavier, and heavier shoulders)
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| Oh give me something to numb it yeah
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| Give me something to keep the lunacy fed
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| And oh with such a heavy head
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| We leap into the devils bed
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| «Don't you want to try again?»
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| She said «oh don’t you want to try again?»
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| «Don't you want to try again?»
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| Oh give me something to numb it yeah
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| Give me something to keep the lunacy fed
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| And oh with such a heavy head
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| We leap into the devils bed
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| «Don't you want to try again?»
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| She said «oh don’t you want to try again?»
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| «Don't you want to try again?»
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| (She said «Don't you want to try again?»)
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| (Don't you want to try again?") |