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(Hell yeah!) |
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You've got to live to learn |
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But some days I can't get out of bed |
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I'm a nervous wreck |
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Some things never change |
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How did I end up this way? |
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I guess I'll just walk it off |
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And learn to cope without a crutch |
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And time would be the one to tell |
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That I would break the fall |
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Don't say that this is the start |
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Of where it all falls apart |
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I've held on too long |
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The best is yet to come around |
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And I'll count all my lucky stars |
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(Whoa) |
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I'm living in circles |
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From week to weekend |
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The record to life |
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Has the needle worn thin |
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I try to tune it out (No!) |
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The volume is swelling |
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My nerves are shaking now |
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I guess I'll just walk it off |
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And learn to cope without a crutch |
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And time would be the one to tell |
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That I would break the fall |
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Don't say that this is the start |
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Of where it all falls apart |
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I've held on too long |
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The best is yet to come around |
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And I'll count all my lucky stars |
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Whoa |
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(Whoa) |
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Whoa |
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I'm putting this to an end |
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And move on without you |
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I'm counting second hand ticks |
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Till I break free through the exit |
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Don't say that this is the start |
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Of where it all falls apart |
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I've held on too long |
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The best is yet to come around |
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And I'll count all my lucky stars |
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Don't say that this is the start |
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Of where it all falls apart |
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I've held on too long |
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The best is yet to come around |
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(Da da da da da) |
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The best is yet to come around |
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(Da da da da da) |
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And I'll count all my lucky stars |
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(Da da da da da) |
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The best is yet to come around |
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(Da da da da da) |
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And I'll count all my lucky stars |
