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a man takes his seat by himself |
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he stares at his plate life has taken a bite |
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i want to cry or just cry out |
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wanting to speak but i don't even try |
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so we go on our way to wind down the days |
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what is it that makes life this way? |
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i will leave you alone as you leave me |
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what could have been had i not kept to my own? |
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there is a woman i see every week on the street |
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i think of the life we could have if i'd speak |
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we don't say a word lovers who will never meet |
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i have to live out my life in my sleep |
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What Could've Been |
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walking around in a cage every day |
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what is it that makes life this way? |
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i'm just a simple man who's lost his way |
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hoping that i'll find real life one day |
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shrinking through life never making a sound |
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who will hear us when we hit the ground? |
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a shile at last as my head hits the floor |
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i don't have to live like this anymore. |
