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See the cars down below |
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how they go, they come and they go |
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see the fools, work all day |
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fade away and they don't even know |
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It's a shame, it's insane; |
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it's the world that's happening here |
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and it's hard to maintain |
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when everything is so insincere |
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Alice is on the rooftop |
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Alice is on the rooftop |
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There's a part in a play |
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that i swear was meant just for me |
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it's the part of a sailor |
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who's becoming afraid of the sea |
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Where ya going? Where ya Been? |
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are you trying so hard to fit in? |
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What's the point? Fix the joint, |
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and tommorow you can tell me again |
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and |
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Alice is on the rooftop |
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Alice is on the rooftop |
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and the sun don't ever come |
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where the rain refuses to fall |
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and you can't jump the bridge |
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when there is no bridge at all |
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theres a cross in the hand |
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of a man who is ready to die |
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theres a bird on my window |
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i believe she's ready to fly |
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take your toes from the ledge |
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and your arms are open wide |
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you're so tired, you're so torn |
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but your heart keeps beating inside |
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and Alice is on the rooftop |
