| I believe I can see the future
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| Cause I repeat the same routine
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| I think I used to have a purpose
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| Then again, that might have been a dream
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| I think I used to have a voice
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| Now I never make a sound
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| I just do what I've been told
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| I really don't want them to come around
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| Oh no
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| There is no love here and there is no pain
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| I can feel their eyes are watching
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| In case I lose myself again
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| Sometimes I think I'm happy here
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| Sometimes, yet I still pretend
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| I can't remember how this got started
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| But I can tell you exactly how it will end
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| There is no love here and there is no pain
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| I'm writing on a little piece of paper
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| I'm hoping someday you might find
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| Well I'll hide it behind something
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| They won't look behind
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| I am still inside
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| A little bit comes bleeding through
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| I wish this could've been any other way
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| But I just don't know, I don't know
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| What else I can do
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| There is no love here and there is no pain
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| Every day is exactly the same
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| There is no love here and there is no pain
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| Every day is exactly the same |