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Rachael Lampa/ |
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Pete Orta/ |
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Tommy Sims |
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I don't wanna wake up in a crowded room |
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No room to move |
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Clowns to the left of me |
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Jokers sniffing helium from balloons |
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Cuz they got nothing better to do |
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You know those days when you can't hear above the noise |
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And all your doubts deployed |
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It's getting late and you're getting bored |
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With the status you cling to |
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Ch: Being alive is breathing in and breathing out oh |
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Being alive is knowing what you're gonna live for |
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It's knowing you got something you can't live without oh |
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Love love love love love love love |
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Ch2: So say you will, don't say you won't give in when love comes |
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And when it does you're asking where will it come from |
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You will live long enough to learn, long as you have some love love love....... |
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Do you ever wake up and find that you're |
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The only one that's standing still |
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Just part of the drill- no big deal |
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Today is just another thing to get through |
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And as the day goes passing by |
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I run down the list of all the things i meant to try |
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I meant to fly |
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I just never got around to it |
