| Time goes by so fast.
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| One last breath is all I have.
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| The people come, they fade.
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| I try so hard to shape these words
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| I cannot formulate.
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| It’s harder enough to breathe,
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| Harder enough to fall.
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| And I’ll be sitting on your back porch
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| Trying to figure out who you are,
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| Made in the factory of simple parts.
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| I know better, you know better.
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| I’m no better…
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| And when we dance, we dance alone.
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| Follow suit — you’re my crystal ball.
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| The people come, they fade.
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| Let’s clear the dance floor,
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| Let’s dance the night away, disco lemonade.
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| It’s harder enough to breathe,
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| Harder enough to fall.
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| And I’ll be sitting on your back porch
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| Trying to figure out who you are,
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| Made in the factory of simple parts.
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| I know better, you know better.
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| I’m no better…
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| It’s what you say, say…
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| It’s what you say, say…
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| Who you are.
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| I know hurt will fall apart.
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| The words transcribed to your heart.
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| You waste, waste, waste, waste.
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| I cannot complain.
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| I tried too hard.
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| Now take these words I cannot formulate.
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| It’s harder enough to breathe,
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| Harder enough to fall.
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| And I’ll be sitting on your back porch
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| Trying to figure out who you are,
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| Made in the factory of simple parts.
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| I know better, you know better.
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| I know better, you know better.
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| I’m no better… |