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oh am i fooling you? |
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do you fall for it all |
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or do you just see right through? |
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are you as cool as you believe? |
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are you playing hard? |
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are you waiting just to quietly clock my card? |
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are you waiting for a moment to leave? |
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i don't know how i bent what you said |
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to what i believe you meant |
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i don't know anything at all |
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i'm standing in the push and shove |
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and i'm just within the rescue |
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of the labour of your love |
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i can't do anything but fall |
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a-fall, a-fall-fall-fall |
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why do i feel like i can never find you? |
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why do i feel like i'm the only survivor? |
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why am i thinking of - |
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you and me and the labour of love? |
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one chance, one shot |
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that's all anybody ever got |
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newborn still warm |
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naked in the rush hour |
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dancing in my gutter |
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and if you want to find me |
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call me, i'll be far from |
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the cars and guitars and |
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everybody |
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why do i feel like i can never find you? |
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why do i feel like i'm the only survivor? |
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why am i thinking of - |
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you and me and the labour of love? |
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and i never knew before |
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but i feel like a child in a cold, cold war |
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so strong, so tough |
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sitting in suburbia, waiting for the wind up |
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and i don't want to dance |
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i just want to jump from the prison of circumstance |
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why am i thinking of - |
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you and me and the labour of love? |
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why do i feel like i can never find you? |
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why do i feel like i'm the only survivor? |
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why am i thinking of - |
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you and me and the labour of love? |
