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Fake it, morning's sweeping before the sun. |
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Faithful, now you're talking like everyone. |
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Close your eyes make believe to be always young |
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And proud. |
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It's sufficed to release all lovefools so young |
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And proud. |
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Cause it is, how I feel. |
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Fade away you belong to tragic fits of my insanity. |
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Close your eyes and let me go. |
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And I say, I have never been a part of your reality. |
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But I know you'll never mind. |
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Lonely, on you go to destroy my dreams. |
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Sorrow runs the show is not what it feels. |
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Close your eyes make believe to be always young |
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And proud. |
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It's sufficed to release all lovefools so young |
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And proud. |
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Cause it is, how I feel. |
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Fade away you belong to tragic fits of my insanity. |
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Close your eyes and let me go. |
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And I say, I have never been a part of your reality. |
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But I know you'll never mind. |
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Without you I can't breathe! |
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Without you I can't feel... |
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Fade away you belong to tragic fits of my insanity. |
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Close your eyes and let me go. |
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And I say, I have never been a part of your reality. |
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But I know you'll never mind. |
