| And I ask myself why we keep waiting for someone
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| And it’s never enough our concrete vision
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| And I hold my head high
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| And it was all an illusion
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| And we pretend to know why we keep waiting for someone
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| You treat me like a friend and I don’t know what for
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| I recall this feeling that I tend to ignore
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| I behave myself and it’s hard to say why
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| And I don’t want to hear what you saw
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| I don’t want to hurt anymore
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| And I ask myself why we keep waiting for someone
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| And it’s never enough our concrete vision
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| And I hold my head high
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| And it was all an illusion
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| And we pretend to know why we keep waiting for someone
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| You treat me like a friend that’s when we grow up
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| I hate the feeling and it’s never enough
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| I behave myself and it’s hard to say why
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| And I don’t want to hear what you saw
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| I don’t want to hurt anymore
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| Ask myself why we keep waiting for someone
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| And it’s never enough concrete vision
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| We pretend to know why we keep waiting for someone
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| And I ask myself why we keep waiting for someone
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| And it’s never enough for concrete vision
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| And I ask myself why we keep waiting for someone
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| And it’s never enough for concrete vision |