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I was scared but I couldn't admit it |
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Hatred planted out of fear |
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If I had, If I had no choice but to hit it |
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The road, it calls on me my dear |
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I was lost as lost can be |
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Being praised for being found |
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But all that praise got lost on me |
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As a mood swing was headed down |
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Part from me |
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I would not dare take someone in love with me |
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Where I'm going |
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Apart you'll see |
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How true it is and how back then |
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It possibly was impossible for you or me to know it |
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Your touch was nothing more |
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Than a child's goodbye and hello |
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But it always left me feeling |
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Worse when it was time to go |
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Part from me |
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I would not dare take someone in love with me |
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Where I'm going |
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Apart you'll see |
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How true it is and how back then |
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It possibly was impossible for you or me to know it |
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And most of us out there got fooled |
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Cause the gold it glittered in the night |
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And we chased it fast like drunk buffoons |
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The banker lived the artist died |
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And all our clothes were washed in gray |
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All our buildings and our cars |
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As the fluorescent light of day |
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Bleached the sky into the stars |
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Part from me |
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I would not dare take someone in love with me |
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Where I'm going |
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Apart you'll see |
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How true it is and how back then |
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It possibly was impossible for you or me to know it |
