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And if I ever had a chance to tell you what this meant you would never believe me |
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So here we are with our heads in the sand, |
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And all I ever wanted was for you to be proud of me, |
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All I ever wanted was for you to care |
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Because now I don't feel so real to you |
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When all we are has turned to dust |
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When all we are has ceased to exist |
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Just remember, we wanted it this way |
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And if I ever had a chance to tell you what this meant, you would never believe me |
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So here we are with our heads in the sand, |
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And all I ever wanted was for you to be proud of me, |
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When all we are has turned to dust |
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When all we are has ceased to exist |
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Just remember, we wanted it this way |
