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Hey! |
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I am the favorite |
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In a fight that I can't win |
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So every morning |
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I take another on my chin |
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But I never know, I never know, |
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I never know the round I'm in, yeah |
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So I'm not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up |
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Not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up |
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Windows open |
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Daylight broken |
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And I'm not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up |
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Could be a warning |
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Could be the evidence of grace |
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Could be a cold night |
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Could be a right hook in the face |
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And I don't deserve, I don't deserve, |
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I don't deserve to call this place my home |
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And I'm getting tired, I'm getting tired |
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of lying down instead of standing on my own |
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But I'm not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up |
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Not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up |
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Long night, cold room |
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Hold tight, blue moon |
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And I'm not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given |
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Hey! |
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There's something on my mind |
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Something I've been dying to say |
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Hey! |
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When you've lost so many times |
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The old familiar lines start to fade |
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But I'm not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up |
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Not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up |
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Long night, cold room |
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Hold tight, blue moon |
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And I'm not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up |
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(Windows open) |
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(Daylight broken) |
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(Windows open) |
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(And I'm not gonna love |
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when I know what I've given up) |
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(Windows, cold room) |
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(Hold tight, blue moon) |
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(Long night, blue moon) |