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People |
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People |
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Always seem to say the strangest things |
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Clip your wings when you fly |
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But I think we should try |
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And people |
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Always seem to say the cruelest things |
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When you're down on your luck |
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Man, they don't give a fuck |
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But when I find myself |
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On the floor again |
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I get back up |
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On my feet again |
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I knock right down |
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The same door again |
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And then I find, I've asked for more again |
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People |
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Always seem to say the kindest things |
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When you don't expect much |
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And you just need a crutch |
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And people |
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Sometimes seem to say the sweetest things |
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When you're down and you're out |
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You want a permanent pal |
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But when I find myself |
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On the floor again |
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I get back up |
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On my feet again |
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I knock right down |
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The same door again |
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And then I find, I've asked for more again |
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People |
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Always seem to sing the saddest songs |
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Is it wrong, I don't know |
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But honey, it's time I go |
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And people |
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Not surprised you have a little faith |
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Your saving grace is right here |
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Don't shed another tear |
