| Some days are like all the rest
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| For all the wrong reasons
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| But some days they stand alone
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| For all the wrong reasons
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| These are the days I like the best
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| For all the wrong reasons
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| These are the ones I carve in stone
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| I didn’t mean
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| I didn’t mean to start the fire
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| But how was I to know
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| What I know?
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| Why must I qualify testing my faith?
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| When I’m ok, I’m ok Do what I can then I leave it to fate
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| Cause I’m ok, yes I’m ok Don’t be confused by My expression of confusion
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| It’s there to show I’m secure in my illusion
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| The nights when I can’t find sleep
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| For all the wrong reasons
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| Are the nights I call my own
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| For all the wrong reasons
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| The present company I keep
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| For all the wrong reaons
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| Re-assures me I’m not alone
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| Clarify, justify, meet me half way
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| Cause I’m ok, yes I’m ok Mystify, verify, all in a day
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| And I’m ok, yes I’m ok Don’t be confused by My expression of confusion
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| It’s there to show I’m secure in my illusion |