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Who can tell just what might happen? |
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Sometimes you're gonna feel a shock |
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You got it covered, yeah, you think you're laughin' |
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Then it hits you like a ton of rock |
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You see your life in detail |
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such a close-up view |
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from another angle |
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like another you |
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It's that feelin' again |
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do you remember when |
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you were so convinced |
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you knew everything |
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You thought that happiness was automatic |
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You were livin' in the meantime |
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It's that feelin' again |
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do you remember when |
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you had it all sown-up |
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And then a collar ripped |
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like a life in detail |
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such a close-up view |
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like a mirror image |
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of another you |
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[Instrumental interlude] |
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You were optimistic, energetic |
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Now you wonder why you feel so numb |
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like you're under anaesthetic |
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makes you wonder where you're comin' from |
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It's like the feelin' again |
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do you remember when |
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you were so convinced |
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you knew everything |
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like a life in detail |
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such a close-up view |
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from another angle |
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like another you |
