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She works the night shift for day wage |
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Oh it can feel like forever |
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New ways to outline an old face |
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Oh it can feel like forever |
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She fights the daylight with heavier shades |
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It feels like forever and |
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Oh, the stories you could tell |
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If you didn't hide it all so well |
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Hit the bottom |
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You hit the bottom again |
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His clock is flashing the same score |
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Oh it can feel like forever |
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The front yard spills through the front door |
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Oh it can feel like forever |
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In a house he knows that he can't afford |
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It feels like forever and |
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Oh, the stories you could tell |
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If you didn't hide it all so well |
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Hit the bottom |
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You hit the bottom again |
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Don't you remember when |
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The fire in your eye |
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Could burn right through the night |
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Hit the bottom |
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You hit the bottom again |
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And if you see me dragging my feet outside your window |
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I'm just hoping that I might feel the wind blow |
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We've lost our sense of direction |
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Oh it can feel like forever |
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Those days of great recollection |
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Oh it can feel like forever |
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But it's not the end, no it's only begun |
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To feel like forever and |
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Oh, the stories you could tell |
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If you didn't hide it all so well |
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Hit the bottom |
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You hit the bottom again |
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Don't you remember when |
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The fire in your eyes |
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Could burn right through the night |
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Hit the bottom |
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You hit the bottom again |
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You hit the bottom again |