| We’ve been hanging around those kids who never wanna go home
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| Wondering what’s their story
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| And we’ve been looking at people standing in lines in the streets
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| Wondering what’s the point here
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| There’s really nothing going on
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| And it’s the same thing here when we go home
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| It’s the same
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| It’s always the same here
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| And we will leave you alone
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| 'Cause it’s not our story
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| Gonna mark right here
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| We’ll be nowhere near to the scene
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| And we will leave it alone
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| 'Cause it’s not our arms
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| Gonna mark right here
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| We’ll be nowhere close to the scene
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| We’ve been hanging around those kids who never wanna grow up
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| Wondering what’s the plan here
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| And we’ve been looking at people, waiting for someone to show
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| Wondering what’s the point here
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| If there’s really something going on
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| Well, I’m the one who’s going wrong
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| It’s the same
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| It’s all the same to me
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| And we will leave you alone
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| 'Cause it’s not our story
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| Gonna mark right here
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| We’ll be nowhere near to the scene
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| And we will leave it alone
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| 'Cause it’s not our arms
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| Gonna mark right here
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| We’ll be nowhere close to the scene |