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Yesterday any way you made it was just fine, |
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So you turned your days into night-time, |
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Didn't you know, you can't make it without ever even trying? |
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And something's on your mind, isn't it |
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Let these times show you that you're breaking up the lines, |
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Leaving all your dreams too far behind, |
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Didn't you see, you can't make it without ever even trying? |
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And something's on your mind. |
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Maybe another day you'll want to feel another way, you can't stop crying, |
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You haven't got a thing to say, you feel you want to run away |
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There's no use trying, anyway. |
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I've seen the writing on the wall, |
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Who cannot maintain will always fall, |
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Well, you know, you can't make it without ever even trying. |
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And something's on your mind, isn't it |
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Tell the truth now, isn't it |
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And something's on your mind, isn't it |
