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[Music - D. Ott, E. Platt / Lyrics - T. Leonard]</i> |
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I guess I knew this day would come |
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When you would finally drop the bomb |
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Conclusion long forgone |
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But that you'd say it with a yawn |
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Thought you'd stop |
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Tempting fate |
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Change your ways |
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Now it's far too late |
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I know it's strange |
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Responding with disdain |
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But when you're gone |
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I'll still feel the pain |
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Constantly you'd roll the dice |
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To find your place in |
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Neverland |
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Mirage that easily enticed |
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You into the sinking sand |
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It wasn't that it could |
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You said it so yourself |
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It was only that it would |
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You play the hand you're dealt |
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You say you harbor no regret |
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That love's a double-edged knife |
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To feel its sting you're desperate |
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To fee it deep you'd trade your life |
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So again you roll the dice |
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To find your place in |
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Neverland |
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Mirage that easily enticed |
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You into the sinking sand |
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It wasn't that it could |
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You said it so yourself |
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It was only that it would |
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You play the hand you're dealt |
