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Life's been so good to me |
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Has it been good to you |
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Has it been everything |
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That you expected it to be |
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Was it as good for you |
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As it was good for me |
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And was it everything |
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That it was all set up to be |
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(now is that gratitude) |
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Now is that gratitude |
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Or is it really love |
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Some kind of reality |
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That fits just like a glove |
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Now is that gratitude |
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For everything i've done |
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Or is it something else |
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That's got me on the run |
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In the middle of a big tornado |
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On the tip of everyone's tongue |
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In the belly of a giant whale |
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All the girls just wanna have fun |
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In the look of a frightened neighbor |
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In a big warm bed at night |
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In a broken elevator |
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In the teeth of a dog that bites |
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In the middle of a revolution |
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In the look of a child's face |
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In the silence of the dinner table |
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In the stillness of disgrace |
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(i used to eat little girls i knew |
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For breakfast |
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I used to fly high up in the sky |
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I used to chew up rocks and |
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Spit out gravel |
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I had a heart as cold as ice) |
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But when i think of you |
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And what you've done to me |
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You took away my hope |
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You took away my fantasy |
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I once had lots of pride |
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The world was in my hands |
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I lived way at the top |
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Of castles made of sand |
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Ooh . . . |
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I dream of you sometimes |
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Ooh . . . |
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I dream of you sometimes |
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In the middle of a big tornado . . . |
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Life's been so good to me . . . |
