| Every now and then a lifetime needs a second chance
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| To find another one like you
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| Don’t forget your better reason
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| All your silly risks will bring you down
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| Oh several years of bitter Mondays take a heavy toll
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| And then you realize, it’s you
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| Until you make this easy harder
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| No one else will care if you’re around
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| If you live your life with no tomorrows
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| Every day is just a road to sorrow
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| You should know what they want to get
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| If it’s you, they won’t let you forget
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| Oh so much for gentle lions
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| Gathering the sheep
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| All I wanted was
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| Something safe
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| Show me your ungrateful tyrants
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| I’ll point out the mirror
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| Point to you
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| Oh this is where forever gets us
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| Immoral wishes and oblivion
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| I can’t stay
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| I don’t need the conflagration
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| I don’t need the hate
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| And I don’t need you
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| But if you live your life with no tomorrows
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| Every day is just a road to sorrow
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| And you should know what they want to get
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| If it’s you, they won’t let you forget
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| So if you live your life with no tomorrows
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| Every day is just a road to sorrow
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| You should know what they want to get
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| If it’s you, they won’t let you forget |