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In a room of crooked faces |
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You never wanted to replace this |
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In your memory |
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Now the thing that comes to your mind |
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Is an awful word to describe |
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A sense of peace |
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It won't get better on it's own |
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And it'll follow you along |
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All in a day's work |
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The day you went out on your own |
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Is the day you should have known |
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That it's all in a day's work |
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All in a day's work |
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In a room of crooked faces |
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You never wanted to replace this |
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In your memory |
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Now the thing that comes to your mind |
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Is an awful word to describe |
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A sense of peace |
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But I've given you a heart |
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That I never will discard |
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All in a day's work when you feel |
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My scar It'll bring you next to |
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Me When I was hanging from a tree |
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All in a day's work |
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All in a day's work |
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And in the meantime |
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You and I could fly |
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To a place that's warm |
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You'll never be alone |
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All in a day's work |
