| When the sun goes up, you’re searching for a love
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| So your heart won’t lead you to anyone
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| When the sun goes down, I know what you become
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| You become awake, unlike the rest of us
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| I lay my head on a thousand beds
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| It’s been a test to see how far a man can go without himself
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| I think I lost the only piece that held it all in place
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| Now my madness is the only love I let myself embrace
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| I could’ve stayed
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| But I chose the life
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| I chose the life
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| Then I realized
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| She might have been the one
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| I let it go
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| For a little fun
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| I made a trade
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| Gave away our days
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| For a little fame
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| Now I’ll never see your face
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| But it’s okay I adapted anyway
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| Adapted to these models
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| Who’s adapted to the bottle
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| They take it down like water
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| Just to burn away their sorrows
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| I’ll stay up till tomorrow
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| Just to tear down all their morals
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| And all is fair in love and war
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| She’s pure, so pure, like the love that’s so uncut and raw
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| And clean, so clean, as opposed to what I offered
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| Because I chose the life
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| I chose the life
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| Then I realized
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| She might have been the one
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| I let it go
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| For a little fun, oh
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| I made a trade
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| Gave away our days
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| For a little fame
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| Now I’ll never see your face
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| But it’s okay I adapted anyway
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| She might just be the one
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| She might just be the one
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| She might just be the one
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| She might just be the one |