| Remember when this was nothing but being friends
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| We played guitar and we settled for anything
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| Playing to no one and breaking the bank
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| We pushed ourselves to the end
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| We never worried bout looking back
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| We always used to sing
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| Our hearts together beating
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| The sound was deafening
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| Our dreams a constant feeling
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| Now,
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| it’s gone
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| We’ve gone too far
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| We’ve got to find ourselves
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| We’ve gone too far
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| We’ve got to find,
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| ourselves
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| So in the end I could never remember when
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| This place had changed and we were no longer being friends
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| Closing the door on the years we had made
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| And the dreams we had shared were nothing more than a fading page
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| We built the bridges up
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| Yet we still ended burning
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| And now we’re giving up
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| Our hopes rise way to early
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| Now,
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| it’s gone
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| We’ve gone too far
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| We’ve got to find ourselves
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| We’ve gone too far
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| We’ve got to find,
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| ourselves
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| Are you listening
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| Cause I still feel it calling
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| It’s beating in our hearts
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| Singing whoa
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| Can you feel it sing
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| I can see the hope rebuilding
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| If we can find ourselves
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| Singing whoa
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| And we’re still singing
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| Whoa
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| And we’re still singing
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| Whoa
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| We’ve gone too far
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| We’ve got to find ourselves
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| We’ve gone too far
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| We’ve got to find,
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| ourselves
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| We’ve got to find ourselves |