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Ah the stories from the streets |
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They make their way up to your window |
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Re-awaken certain memories |
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This way you re-live them again and again |
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One will change into the other |
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Untill you don't know what is real |
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And it's true, you've gone full circle |
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And it's not the first time you've been here |
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Fall back on a wave |
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Alive and well |
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It folds and it turns |
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It breaks, it burns |
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It all happens once again |
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I will go this way |
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You will go that way |
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What's it to you? |
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I will go this way |
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You will go that way |
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Who's gonna stop you? |
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It's true you have been thinking |
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Whatever it took you to get ahead |
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And the people you wish to remove yourself from |
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Well you sometimes turn to them instead |
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It's all for no good reason |
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Except to just keep passing on |
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Ah the stories from the streets |
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You ain't got no idea where they come from |
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Fall back on a wave |
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Alive and well |
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It folds and it turns |
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It breaks, it burns |
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It all happens once again |
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I will go this way |
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You will go that way |
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What's it to you? |
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I will go this way |
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You will go that way |
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Who's gonna stop you? |
