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I could be wrong, we could wait to tomorrow |
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When the money's spent there's nothing left of me |
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You're carried off by a weight that just follows |
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All the others that we drag beneath our feet |
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And I said |
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You were always like a child |
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This was just a fantasy |
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Woke me up inside from some kind of channelled sleep |
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Drag me along |
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That's a way that I follow |
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and we're better off pretending to be friends |
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It's good enough, that that's all we can offer |
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Lower your expectations of me |
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You were always like a child |
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This was just a fantasy |
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Woke me up inside from some kind of channelled sleep |
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Our time has come |
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We've carried on |
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So long |
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I can't hold on |
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We are so young |
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We've already spent so much |
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What's left |
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Hold on |
