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I can tell, by the way you're pushing crumbs around the table |
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You're not listening to me |
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And you say, that you have come as far as you are able |
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But you're not far from the tree |
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And you say, you're OK, but you live your life like it's over |
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And you say, you're OK, but you live your life like it's over |
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In your dreams, all your passion is like liquid fire |
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You trail your fingers find the spark |
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And you see your face reflected in the silver spirals, |
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But then it burns down in the dark. |
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And you say, you're OK, but you live your life like it's over |
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And you say, you're OK, but you live your life like it's over |
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And all the things you ever tried to tell me, |
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Somehow don't apply to you |
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You're the one evading hope, side-stepping every inkling |
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That the good guy, the early bird, the one who tries, the one who tries Again |
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WINS |
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And you say you're ok, but you live your life like it's over |
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And you say, you're ok but you live your life like it's over.... |
