| I don’t understand why,
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| but the view from here, is much different when
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| you’re alone
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| But the view from here, is all I’ve ever known
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| I didn’t know if this was meant to be
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| Perfect strangers taking ahold of me
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| I was searching for the answers right in front of me
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| I don’t know if this is meant to be
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| Was it fate that chose me to lead?
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| Is the answer right in front of me?
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| I think this is what completes me
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| We are still here
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| We are right here
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| So many have come and gone,
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| We are still here
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| Finding out what makes a man
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| What makes a man
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| These patterns and these thoughts, they seem to control me
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| I can’t define what keeps me going
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| Alone in a crowd with the lights glowing
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| I keep hiding behind what’s in front of me
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| What is wrong, wrong with me?
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| Am I driven to feel this way?
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| Is the answer right in front of me?
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| I think this is what completes me
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| We are still here
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| We are right here
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| So many have come and gone
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| We are still here
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| Finding out what makes a man
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| We are still here
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| We are still here
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| Pretend to like those around me
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| People smiling, secretly seething
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| I pretend I don’t hear their voices
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| As they betray without boundaries
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| We are still here
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| We are still here
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| We are right here
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| So many have come and gone,
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| We are still here
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| Finding out what makes a man
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| We all know what it means to come home
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| We are right here
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| We all know what it means to come home
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| We are right here
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| We are still here
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| We are still here |