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Nothing rocks this perfect world |
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All is locked in place |
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All is tried and true today |
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We have found our ways |
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Stuck |
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We're stuck in static motion |
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Repeat |
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Repeat and fade away |
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Same old answers to every new question |
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Same old reasons for everything |
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Same dismissal for every new suggestion |
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Nothing ends here so nothing can begin, can begin |
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Nothing rocks this perfect world |
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All is locked in place |
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All is tried and true today |
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We have found our ways |
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Let me go down |
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I need to hit the ground |
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Break this habit, turn around |
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Find a new direction |
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We are where we've always been |
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No one's surprised by this |
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We take no chances |
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Oh, this is well rehearsed |
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All words have been said before |
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But I repeat them still |
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What I wouldn't give for changes now |
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For another game to play |
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This is just by force of habit now |
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There is nothing left to say |
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Let me go down |
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I need to hit the ground |
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Break this habit, turn around |
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Find a new direction |
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If I could take it back |
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If I could make amends |
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For all the mistakes I've made |
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Why would I hesitate |
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We've been walking the beaten path |
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Played the parts we think we're given |
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So much easier keeping it up |
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Than admitting surrender |
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We've blamed and we've thrown away |
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Everything exchangeable |
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I have only myself to blame |
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If I don't change directions |
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Only mirrors |
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Will stand in my way |
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(Only habits will keep me from walking away) |
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From today |
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Let me go down |
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I need to hit the ground |
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Break this habit, turn around |
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Let me go |
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I need to hit the ground |
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Break this habit, turn around |
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Find my way |
