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Round and round the thoughts keep coming |
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Through your head like water running |
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'Til the sink begins to overflow |
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So you run to shut it off |
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Pull the plug, forget it all |
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But the tears leave stains upon the floor |
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Everybody's got a story |
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I've got mine and you've got yours |
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I will listen if you let me in |
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Everybody's got a secret sadness |
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That they cannot keep |
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Inside forever, let its strength dispel |
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Tell your story |
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Find a friend for your confession |
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Trusted friend who loves you well |
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Even when he's seen the underside |
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And go to Jesus, perfect priest |
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Who knows our weakness and our fear |
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Sinners, victims, seems that we are all |
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Everybody's got a story |
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I've got mine and you've got yours |
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I will listen if you let me in |
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Everybody's got a secret sadness |
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That they cannot keep |
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Inside forever, let its strength dispel |
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Tell your story |
