| Limping, crawling, fading like a vapour trail
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| Dying, trying, denying that the ship has sailed
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| But I can’t stop believing and praying
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| There’s still hope 'til the fat lady’s singing
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| Stop there, look into my eyes today
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| I wanna hear you say it
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| Can I hear the sound
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| Of my whole world tumbling down?
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| What’s shaking the ground?
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| It’s my whole world tumbling down
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| Loving, touching, tell me why it’s been so long
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| Needing, wanting, tell me where the feeling’s gone
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| Is it me, you, a mistake that I made?
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| Cause I can’t live in this loveless charade
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| It’s a battleground
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| And my whole world’s tumbling down
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| I’m tied up and bound
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| While my whole world’s tumbling down
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| Tumbling down
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| I can hear it now
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| It must be the sound
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| Of my whole world tumbling down
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| What’s shaking the ground?
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| It’s my whole world tumbling down
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| My whole world tumbling down |