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I've been thinking |
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About you and me |
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Maybe I was just |
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Seeing what I wanted to see |
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You can call me crazy |
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But you know this time I swore |
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That I wouldn't run |
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But I can't do that anymore |
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I can't find a way to stay |
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And I can't see my way to go |
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But I can't give up without a fight. |
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I can pack myself up in a matter of minutes, |
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Leave you all far behind |
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All of my old world and all the things in it are hard to find |
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If they ever were mine |
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You've been trying |
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And I know it's been hard |
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And I'm afraid of |
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All this blood in my heart |
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If there's one thing certain |
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It's there ain't nothing for sure |
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And I want to run |
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But I can't do that anymore |
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I can't meet you half way |
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And I can't have it my way |
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And I can't give up without a fight |
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I can pack myself up in a matter of minutes, |
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Leave you all far behind |
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And all of my old world and all the things in it are hard to find |
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All of my old world and all the things in it are hard to find |
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Like they ever were mine |
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I could count the good times we had |
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On one hand |
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All the rest was |
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A sort of means to the end |
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Well not it's done |
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And I can never |
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Go back to where I was before |
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And I wanna run... |
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I can get myself clean in a matter of minutes |
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And get it wrong every time |
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All of my whole world and all the things in it are hard to, hard to find |
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Everything change in a matter of minutes |
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And nothing was saved in time |
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All of my old world and all the things in it are hard to find |
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But they never |
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never |
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never |
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were mine |
