| When it all began, was it time that we asked for?
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| Or was it anything to feel complete forevermore?
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| Wanna see myself like I used to back then
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| But every time I turn around I’m in LA again
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| Don’t take this for granted, that’s not how we planned it
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| I know, we’re tearing these pages
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| Before we get to watch it unfold
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| Yeah, it’s a long road
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| You think your time is running out
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| Gotta be looking up when it goes down
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| Know that I’ve seen better days
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| Turned and looked the other way
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| But with you I can’t see past the crystal ball
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| (To all we ever wanted)
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| I can’t fight this disconnection
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| You can see my imperfection
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| Still, at least I’ll never be ungrateful
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| Opposite of here there’s a bold faced enemy
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| But sure enough, when I look up
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| It’s myself staring back at me
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| I’m not saying there’s a reason
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| Close it up and leave it, even though
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| We’d still be tearing the pages
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| Before the rest of it changes
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| So let’s go
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| ‘Cause it’s a long road
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| You think your time is wearing thin
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| Remember to breathe out when you dive in
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| (Oh, when you dive in)
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| Know that I’ve seen better days
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| Turned and looked the other way
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| But with you I can’t see past the crystal ball
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| (To all we ever wanted)
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| I can’t fight this disconnection
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| You can see my imperfection
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| Still, at least I’ll never be ungrateful
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| I think my nights are my days
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| I can feel you slipping away
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| So savor every moment
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| Don’t you stay in disarray
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| I think my nights are my days
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| I can feel you slipping away
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| Can we savor every moment
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| Find ourselves along the way
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| I confess
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| That it’s a long road
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| You think your time is running out
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| Gotta be looking up when it goes down
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| Know that I’ve seen better days
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| Turned and looked the other way
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| But with you I can’t see past the crystal ball
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| (To all we ever wanted)
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| I can’t fight this disconnection
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| You can see my imperfection
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| Still, at least I’ll never be ungrateful |