| I am on my own
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| And in a crowd of people I feel disowned
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| Farewells are cold
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| And I drown in the rain that fills my soul
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| Talking to myself
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| Pushing everyone away
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| They can’t see it in my eyes
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| But I need them to stay
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| Some friends will depart, some stay the same
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| Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain
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| Some will help me up, some tear me down
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| But what goes around comes around
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| Yeah what goes around comes around
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| Yeah
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| I’m hard on myself I need you to know
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| If I bottle it up any more I’ll explode
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| So you’re sick of me too? |
| Well my friend get in line
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| 'Cause I’m sick of myself, yeah I’m sick of trying
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| Talking to myself
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| Is overcoming nothing
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| And the thought remains the same:
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| Is it all for nothing?
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| Some friends will depart, some stay the same
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| Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain
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| Some will help me up, some tear me down
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| But what goes around comes around
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| Some friends will depart, some stay the same
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| Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain
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| Some will help me up, some tear me down
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| But what goes around comes around
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| What goes around comes around
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| I always knew you’d turn your back on me
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| I always knew you’d turn your back on me
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| Talking to myself
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| Pushing everyone away
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| They can’t see it in my eyes
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| Oh oh oh oh
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| Talking to myself
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| Is overcoming nothing
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| And the thought remains the same:
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| Is it all for nothing?
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| Some friends will depart, some stay the same
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| Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain
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| Some will help me up, some tear me down
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| But what goes around comes around
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| Some friends will depart, some stay the same
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| Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain
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| Some will help me up, some tear me down
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| But what goes around comes around |