| I don’t care much for tradition
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| And I know you’ll be leaving one day
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| I can’t promise that I’ll ever be the one
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| But if you’ll love me till Monday
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| Let’s Seran Wrap for the weekend
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| And see who comes up for air first
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| We can go and break some windows
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| And run and run until our chests were fit to burst
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| Forget we ever said the words
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| The future is dead, that’s what you said
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| It’s all in your head. |
| you see, not mine
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| I’m fine, I’m alive, I’ve arrived
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| We thought we could make a difference
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| And be remembered when the Pyramids are dust
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| But we’ve had to learn that these bridges that we build
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| Can be as fragile as a loved one’s trust
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| The future is dead, that’s what you said
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| It’s all in your head, you see, not mine
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| I’m fine, I’m alive, I’ve arrived
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| Here comes my everything
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| This is my everything
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| There goes my everything
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| Bye bye my love
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| The future is dead, that’s what you said
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| It’s all in your head, you see, not mine
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| I’m fine, I’m alive, I’ve arrived
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| The future is dead, that’s what you said
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| It’s all in your head, you see, not mine
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| I’m fine, I’m alive, I’ve arrived
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| Let’s forget about the questions
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| We’ve been dragging round for years
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| Let’s clear this smokey air between us
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| Then say goodbye, and shed no tears |