| Tell me what does it mean to be faithful
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| Is a heart only made for beats
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| Just another word for painful
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| So I try to slow down, the brake’s broken
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| There’s no way to jump out of here
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| All these conversations unspoken
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| So I keep searching
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| For everything I’ll ever be
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| Never seem to learn
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| What I can hardly ever see
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| This is my life, this is my dream
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| This is my belief, it’s my fantasy
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| I still haven’t found what’s gonna set me free
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| This is my year of living dangerously
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| Now I can’t turn around
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| What’s done is done
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| There are words that you can’t take back
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| When you say them to someone
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| (What's done is done, what’s done is done)
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| Now you sound like a Redwood falling
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| With nobody around to hear
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| I’m out of here you’re stalling
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| When I’m standing on the freeway
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| With my hair blowing in the wind
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| Maybe one day soon I’ll make it
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| Where I’ve never been
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| This is my life, this is my dream
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| This is my belief, it’s my fantasy
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| I still haven’t found what’s gonna set me free
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| This is my year of living dangerously
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| This is my time, just let me be
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| This is my design, it comes naturally
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| I still gotta find what’s gonna set me free
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| This is my year of living dangerously
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| Ain’t gonna stop for nobody, no one
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| Ain’t slowing down and it’s not my problem now
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| Ain’t nothing left you can sell me, tell me
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| I’ve done my best, aw feet don’t fail me now
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| This is my life, this is my dream
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| This is my belief, it’s my fantasy
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| I still haven’t found what’s gonna set me free
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| This is my year of living dangerously
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| This is my time, just let me be
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| This is my design, it comes naturally
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| I still gotta find what’s gonna set me free
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| This is my year of living dangerously |