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Everyday is the same. |
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Nothing changes. |
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Just the names and faces, |
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And, situations. |
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Who made up the rules, |
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That we follow? |
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Who's the chosen fool, |
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And the fallen? |
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I'm betting my life, |
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That it all rewinds, and erases. |
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Do I have the right, |
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To receive God, eternal graces? |
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I know, I may sound disturbed, |
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I know... |
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But I have this feeling that, |
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None of this matters. |
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I know, I may sound disturbed, |
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I know... |
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But I keep on thinking that, |
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Accidents happen. |
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Prophecies that show, |
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Life's worth living. |
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The tragedies we know. |
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Unforgiving. |
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How long must I wait, |
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To be happy? |
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Is it fate or faith, |
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That will save me? |
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I'm betting my life, |
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That it all rewinds, and erases. |
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Do I have the right, |
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To receive God, eternal graces? |
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I know, I may sound disturbed, |
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I know... |
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But I have this feeling that, |
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None of this matters. |
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I know, I may sound disturbed, |
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I know... |
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But I keep on thinking that, |
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Accidents happen. |
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I know, I may sound disturbed. |
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But I have this feeling that, |
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None of this matters. |
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I know, I may sound disturbed. |
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But I have this feeling that, |
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None of this matters. |
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I know... |
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I may sound disturbed. |
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But I keep on thinking that, |
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Accidents happen. |
