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You packed up your whole life in the wee small hours of the night |
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I know things might seem hopeless now. yes I know things might seem hopeless now |
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But there's joy to be found in this life. |
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I know there's joy to be found |
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But if you find it hold on tight. |
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Will you miss those stuck-up bores like a driver you'll be opening your own doors |
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I know things might seem hopeless now |
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Yes I know things might seem hopeless now |
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But there's joy to be found in this life. |
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I know there's joy to be found |
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But if you find it hold on tight. |
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Ahhhh ahhhh-ahhh |
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |
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But there's joy to be found in this life. |
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I know there's joy to be found |
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But if you find it hold on tight. |
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Oh I hope that I'm right. |
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I hope that I'm right. |
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Yes I hope that I'm right. |
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Ooooh-ooooh-oooooooh! |
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The boy would never grow up, la la la la la la.... |
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I don't think about you that much |
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But I don't think about anybody else |
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I just know I gotta get out of this rut very soon |
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These streets don't inspire me the way it used to do |
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I don't know why I try |
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The boy always caught the breaks. |
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No I don't know why I try |
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The boy caught all the breaks. |
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The boy would never grow up, la la la la la.... |
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Some friends peeking their teeth |
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And some friends take their time waiting for their moment to shine. |
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You showed your face at the school reunion |
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Your paperback under your arm |
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You said it couldn't do no harm |
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I don't know why I try |
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The boy always caught the breaks. |
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I dont know why I try |
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The boy caught all the breaks! |
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You say you don't believe in love |
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Cause you've always made your own |
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Because you've always made your own |
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Because you've always made your own |
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The boy would never grow up... |
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He just simply said it was never for me. |
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The boy would never grow up. |
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La la la la la la la.... |
