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Why can't |
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I see what's in front of me? |
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Why can't |
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I see what's in front of me? |
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I see the doors that |
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I can't open |
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Adding locks from time to time |
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When it opens something blocks me |
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And I'm asking myself why? |
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Did I take the step |
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I wanted Was it just a state of mind? |
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I feel sorry for myself |
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Every time |
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I close my eyes |
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And I fall into a hole |
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And I can take no more... |
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And I fall into a hole |
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And I can take no more... |
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And I fall into a hole |
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And I can take no more... |
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And I fall into a hole |
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And I can take no more... |
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Why can't |
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I see what's in front of me? |
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Why can't |
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I see what's in front of me? |
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What's behind the door |
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I wonder? |
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Must be brighter than my past |
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Will I feel a little different |
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When I take myself across? |
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Was it really worth the journey? |
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Was it just a foolish task? |
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I feel sorry for myself |
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When I open up my eyes... |
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And I fall into a hole |
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And I can take no more |
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And I fall into a hole |
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And I can take no more |
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And I fall into a hole |
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And I can take no more |
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And I fall into a hole |
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And I can take no more.... |
