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Well, could you be the one they talk about? |
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Well, hiding inside behind another door |
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Or is it only happiness you want? |
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Does wanting a feeling matter any more? |
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It doesn't mean that much to me |
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Sometimes I don't mean that much to you |
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And I don't even know what I'm hiding for |
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And I don't even know what I'm crying for |
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Don't even know what I'm hiding for |
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I'm hiding inside, I'm crying inside |
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Well, could you be the one they talk about? |
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Well, life is a game that only you can make |
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Well, maybe I'm about to throw it out |
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I've given it all, that's all that I can take |
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It doesn't mean that much to me |
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Sometimes I don't mean that much to you |
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And I don't even know what I'm hiding for |
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And I don't even know what I'm crying for |
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I don't even know |
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Well, could you be the one? Could you be the one? |
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Could you be the one that's hanging all around? |
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Don't even know what I'm crying for |
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I don't even know what I'm hiding for |
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I'm crying inside, I'm hiding inside |
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Yes, don't even know what I'm crying for |
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I don't even know what I'm hiding for |
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Don't even know, could you be the only |
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Broken hearted one? |
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Well, could you be the one? Could you be the one? |
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Could you be the one that's hanging all around? |
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Don't even know, well, don't even know |
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Well, could you be the one? Could you be the one? |
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Could you be the one? Could you be the one? |
