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He's got life, that comes and goes |
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He calls me up when he's down |
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What he'll be no one knows |
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She might love but she never meets |
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Try to catch her in the eye |
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But she's staring at her feet |
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We're twenty something, with nothing to lose |
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And we like what we say but not what we do |
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And we live in a crowd, and its breaking my heart |
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We're twenty something, worlds apart |
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He looks through his glass, it's never full enough |
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He could light up this room, but he's so tired of acting tough |
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She can't draw the line, she goes in circles again |
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All the things she could be, if she weren't so set on being thin |
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We're twenty something, with nothing to lose |
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And we like what we say but not what we do |
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And we live in a crowd, and its breaking my heart |
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We're twenty something, worlds apart |
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These are everlasting glory days |
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Young or old, we'll always feel this way |
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These are everlasting glory days |
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Young or old, we'll always feel this way |
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Young or old, we'll always feel this way |
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We're twenty something, with nothing to lose |
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And we like what we say but not what we do |
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And we live in a crowd, and its breaking my heart |
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We're twenty something, worlds apart |
