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Nothing I can do could ever bring those feelings back, |
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I've taken everything my body is a bloated sack, |
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The days behind me start rolling into months, |
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Is time running out? |
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My head feels too heavy, |
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My legs feel too weak, |
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All I can do now is sleep. |
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Everything is empty now, the things I knew are gone, |
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Darkness lays dormant now a colour once shone, |
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Compromise my conscience just to get me through the day, |
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Is this my reward? |
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And I'm going on journeys, |
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I'm exhausting my muse, |
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I'm taking from everything, |
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To see what I can use. |
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If I found a brand new colour, |
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Something no-one had ever seen, |
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I dug it up right there in my garden, |
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That would be the greatest thing. |
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Nothing I can do could ever bring those feelings back, |
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I've taken everything my body is a bloated sack, |
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The days behind me start rolling into months, |
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Is time running out? |
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And faced with having to, |
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Have and then lose, |
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I'd choose never to have had, yeah. |
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If I found a brand new colour, |
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Something no-one had ever seen, |
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I dug it up right there in my garden, |
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That would be the greatest thing. |
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I only want to speak to you, |
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I only want to let you know, |
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That time and again my feelings, |
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Never seem to show. |
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If I found a brand new colour, |
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Something no-one had ever seen, |
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I dug it up right there in my garden, |
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That would be the greatest thing. |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again. |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again, time and again, |
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Time and again. |
