| Had to go through it to get better
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| Keep my blood moving to stay warm
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| Sent an unsure message to heaven
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| Don’t know what I was looking for
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| It’s always like that
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| Too clear for me to see
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| Fortune always comes disguised
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| Dressed just like me
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| A dozen roses by the bed
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| Aromatic soft and red
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| Another petal on the floor
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| When they’re all gone desire more
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| While the days go by
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| Every thing gets old
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| Self expression dies
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| When it can’t grow
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| Nothing on the walls
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| Paradise filled dream
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| Deep enough to hide
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| Somewhere in between
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| I have the record memorized
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| It must have played a thousand times
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| A melody that’s familiar enough to hide
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| Inside your head but not the kind to make you cry
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| While the days go by
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| Every thing gets old
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| Self expression dies
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| When it can’t grow
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| Nothing on the walls
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| Paradise filled dream
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| Deep enough to hide
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| Somewhere in between
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| Diamonds in my hand
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| Holding on so tight
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| Turn it back into
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| Sand before my eyes |