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you're left wanting more |
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of the chemical that fills your veins |
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and drains our reservoir of hope for you |
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you're saturated |
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you're sedated |
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you concentrate on your next move |
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so go on and make it... |
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no guilt to hide from you, at all |
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because I tried and I failed |
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but someday you'll break away |
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someday you'll drag yourself out |
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still, I wish you could feel just how I feel for you |
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if you could someday |
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like an eraser touches paper |
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the plans you've sketched into your book have vanished |
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take a second look, they're gone |
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your plans have changed |
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your dreams have faded |
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but life is full of second tries |
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go on and take it |
