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as long as I can keep my head, from spinning back |
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as long as I can keep my focus on a point that lies ahead |
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as long as I can move along |
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as long as nothing to disturbing hits me wrong |
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then I turn around and I do that all the time |
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going there feels wrong but the past is so much fun |
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and all memories are sweeter cause there gone |
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I always want to turn around |
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there's a here and now and people to be loved |
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there are ways to be discovered |
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there's a green next to the rough |
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sometimes I am not affraid to live |
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and most of all there's you and what you give |
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then I turn around and I do that all the time |
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going there feels wrong but the past is so much fun |
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and all memories are sweeter cause there gone |
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I always want to turn around |
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and I do that all the time |
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going there feels wrong but the past is so much fun |
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and all memories are sweeter cause there gone |
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I always want to turn around |
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as long as I can keep my head, from spinning back |
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as long as I can keep my focus on a point that lies ahead |
