| Does everyone I know
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| Think I’m (?)
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| But its not half as much
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| As you would think with us
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| I want to hold it now
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| I want to see its form
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| Not incidentally
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| I think you’re really free
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| From (?)
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| Its starting up again
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| I’m seeing all my friends
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| But they fall back a mile
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| When it comes rolling 'round
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| I want you in my life
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| And if you really fall
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| At all
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| Move on
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| All in (?) of time
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| I cannot see its fine
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| Don’t waste enough of my life
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| Just cut and paste these lies
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| (? darkness
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| Always in the night
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| Always not enough now
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| Always spitting careless lies
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| Such a familiar form
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| Cascading from the stage
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| Its come
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| I just missed that street
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| The parking is all free
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| Our thoughts proceeding on
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| Clinging like a leech
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| All in the stretch of time
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| I cannot see its fine
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| Don’t waste enough of my life
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| A pawn is careless (?) of night
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| I’ll wait until its night
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| Don’t waste enough of my life
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| Of course I’ll say (?)
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| We keep it all in kind
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| Figure out our lives |