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I'll put this place behind me soon |
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For somewhere bright and shiny and new |
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These streets got smaller the more I grew |
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It might be trite but it's true |
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I'm walking home in the early evening |
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My fingers are numb and I can see myself breathing |
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I feel down and out, I feel like up-and-leaving |
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There's somewhere I'd rather be than here |
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I'm as good as my word, I'm as good as gone |
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Some days nothing can go wrong |
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And I feel strange and I feel strong |
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This is not where I belong... |
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And I don't love you any more |
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And I don't love you any less |
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You're just as lovely as you were |
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The day we met |
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Let's get out of here |
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I'm looking forward to the future |
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I've got a good idea |
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And I've got a motorscooter |
