| If you are unhappy when unfair is sun life inconsolable
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| So many others have already experienced the same fate
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| If you're shit, the game is over, and the pain is severe
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| You are not the only one who has lost hope
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| When you poke inside you, you don’t control it, and your heart groans
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| So it is can and can, this mess was created by life
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| I'm in control too, and I can't sleep
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| Life scrambles, and in fragments you fill a place in the grid
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| Line horizontal, five letters
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| Life hits the head of the sun against the ball
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| Fair trade, spinning dice on the game board
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| When your heart knew it, you are the former
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| It went throwing, and the number of its heart fragments is unconscious
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| No no no no no no no no no
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| You are not lost, I see you, but you will soon fade
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| If you forget and have only ordered grief
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| I'm in control too, and I can't sleep
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| Life scrambles, and in fragments you fill a place in the grid
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| Line horizontal, five letters
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| Life hits the head of the sun against the ball
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| Fair trade, spinning dice on the game board
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| I'm in control too, and I can't sleep
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| I'm in control too, and I can't sleep
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| As your heart beats, it hyperventilates, and grief anchors
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| So it is can and can
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| When the restaurant empties
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| It will be chosen by someone, Don't you go with me, do it
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| Which nourishes you too
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| Life scrambles, and in fragments you fill a place in the grid
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| Line horizontal, five letters
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| Life hits the head of the sun against the ball
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| Fair trade, spinning dice on the game board
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| Life scrambles, and in fragments you fill a place in the grid |