| Almost over, getting colder
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| I’ve seen the darkest days, and I gon stay sober
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| Melancholy, in my body
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| Have I got myself to blame 'cause he’s from me
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| Hold my hand, oh woah
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| I don’t understand, was this my fault?
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| Don’t pretend, oh woah
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| This could be the end of the road
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| If I go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh
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| Will you go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh, go?
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| Strangest feeling, I’m believing
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| What is it that you believe, what are you concealing?
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| Broken mirror, reflection’s clearer
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| Still not making any sense,
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| Hold my hand, oh woah
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| I don’t understand, was this my fault?
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| Don’t pretend, oh woah
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| This could be the end of the road
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| If I go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh
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| Will you go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh, go?
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| If I go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh
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| Will you go, ooh, go, ooh, go, ooh, go? |