| Every time I think I finally found
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| Someone who wants it as bad as I do
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| I get stuck here for another round
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| By myself with no one else to turn to
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| I’m tired of running after dreams that we don’t share
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| I’m tired of chasing stars for those who just don’t care
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| And I’m on my own
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| Singing my songs alone
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| All my friends are gone
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| But I ain’t coming home
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| Till my time is up
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| Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh
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| I can’t see another life for me
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| Everything I got, everything I want is who I am
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| So bury me inside the record sleeves
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| Cause I’m not giving up doing what I love as long as I can
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| I’m tired of running after dreams that we don’t share
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| I’m tired of chasing stars for those who just don’t care
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| And I’m on my own
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| Singing my songs alone
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| All my friends are gone
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| But I ain’t coming home
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| Till my time is up
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| Till my time is up, till my time is up
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| Till my time is up
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| Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh
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| Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh
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| I’m tired of running after dreams that we don’t share
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| I’m tired of chasing stars for those who just don’t care
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| And I’m on my own
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| Singing my songs alone
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| All my friends are gone
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| But I ain’t coming home
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| Till my time is up
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| Till my time is up, till my time is up
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| Till my time is up
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| Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh |