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Since I was a young man I've doing what I can |
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To escape the mental torture of my past |
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I have changed all my beliefs |
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But nothing seems to last |
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I need compassion, I need some patience |
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I need a friend |
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Do you want to be my friend? |
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Are you holding back again? |
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Your confessions are my sins |
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The war inside me has to end |
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Summer's fading and I am too |
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I wish I was somewhere else |
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I feel out of place |
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Wasting time spent by myself |
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Hotel rooms and solitude |
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And the songs left in my head |
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It's all I know but right now |
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Baby, I need a friend |
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Do you want to be my friend? |
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Are you holding back again? |
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Your confessions are my sins |
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The war inside me has to end |
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Do you want to be my friend? |
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I've been found out, I can't pretend |
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It won't stop 'til I begin |
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So do you want to be my friend? |
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Somebody told me today |
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Somebody said I might find my way to you |
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That I might find my way to you |
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That I might find my way to you |
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Somebody told me today |
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Somebody said I might find my way to you |
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That I might find my way to you |
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That I might find my way to you |
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Do you want to be my friend? |
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Are you holding back again? |
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Your confessions are my sins |
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The war inside me has to end |
