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One hundred days |
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I still haven't found the words I wanna say |
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So I thought it through |
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I tried but I couldn't get a hold of it |
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My head is spinning around |
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Think I'm fallin to the ground |
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I'm fallin down |
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One hundred nights |
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Sit and talk to the moonlight |
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Thought it was a phase |
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Thought it'd slowly just slip away |
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But it never fades |
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My head is spinning around |
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Think I'm fallin to the ground |
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I'm fallin down |
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My head is spinning around |
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Think I'm falling to the ground |
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I'm fallin down |
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I always thought it'd be so easy |
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But now I guess I'll just get over it |
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Get over it, get over it |
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My head is spinning around |
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Think I'm fallin to the ground |
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I'm fallin down |
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My head is spinning around |
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Think I'm falling to the ground |
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I'm fallin down |
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My head is spinning around |
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Think I'm fallin to the ground |
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I'm fallin down |
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My head is spinning around |
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Think I'm falling to the ground |
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I'm fallin down |
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Down, down, down, down |
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Falling down, falling down, falling down, falling down |
