| People, the lovesick and lonely people
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| You know it’s only getting closer people
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| I, I must’ve been asleep
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| Now, now, now I am awake
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| My eyes are tired and blurry
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| I’ve seen tight skirts getting out of cars
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| Hot shots drinking at the bars
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| Colossals and the worry
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| The lazy and the hurried
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| The living and the buried
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| People, the lovesick and lonely people
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| The lost and the holy people
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| You know we’re running getting nowhere, people
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| You know it’s only getting closer, people
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| I’ve been so far away
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| Now, now I’m coming home
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| I’ve died and been reborn and I’ve seen
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| Friends I love come and go
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| Caught up, lost in the flow
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| Seen stronger people worn out
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| Just try to make the scum out
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| Seen weaker hearts been torn out
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| People, the lovesick and lonely people
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| The lost and the holy people
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| You know we’re running getting nowhere, people
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| You know it’s only getting closer, people
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| We need someone from above
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| Healths taking our shelter and love
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| Strung out, we sit tired and frustrated
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| Knocked down, overrated and jaded, faded
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| Yeah!
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| People, the lovesick and lonely people
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| The lost and the holy people
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| You know we’re running getting nowhere, people
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| You know it’s only getting closer
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| People, the lovesick and lonely people
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| The lost and the holy people
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| You know we’re running getting nowhere, people
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| You know it’s only getting closer
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| The drugs are getting sober
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| And soon it will be over, people
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| It’s only getting closer, people |