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A good day |
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To watch the world pass you by |
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Pretend |
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There's a friend in the herd |
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You ache for the real thing |
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But it's hard to be sure |
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A shame |
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So much love had to die |
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When all the ones that bait you come by |
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And all that matters shakes you to your core |
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Then you remember how it was |
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Before the clamour of a strange dilemma |
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Before the flicker of a cold-eyed change |
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It will never be the same. |
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Regret |
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Leaves no room for mistakes |
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You hate |
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All the more that you love |
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They say it's the same thing? |
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But it's hard to be sure |
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A good day |
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To watch the world pass you by |
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Run through it all, run through it all |
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Does it trigger thoughts that you never told? |
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Run through it all, run through it all |
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Does it trigger thoughts that you can't control? |
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And you remember how it was |
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Before the clamour of a strange dilemma |
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Before the flicker of a cold-eyed change |
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It will never be the same. |
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A good day |
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To watch the world pass you by |
