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It's a young Friday night |
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And I'm filled up to the brim |
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With an old, old feeling |
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That can't be turned into |
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Maybe a letter of resignation |
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If you frame it |
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I left it burning on your wall |
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She asks you, "What's wrong?" |
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You say nothing, it's nothing |
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Baby what's wrong |
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You say nothing, it's nothing |
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It's nothing at all |
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It's just the pressure with which you hold her |
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It's really nothing at all |
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It's just some dandruff on her shoulder |
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It's just that every moment casts a shadow |
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A sadness |
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Of it's not being something else |
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Other than itself (other than itself) |
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She asks you, "What's wrong?" |
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You say nothing, it's nothing |
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Baby what's wrong |
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You say nothing, it's nothing |
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It's nothing |
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It's nothing |
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It's nothing |
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You say nothing, it's nothing |
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You say nothing, it's nothing |