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What are you really after? |
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What are you hoping to gain? |
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If nothing has ever pleased you |
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What makes you think you've changed? |
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You're running in circles, darling |
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From bed back to bed |
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Tell me what you're really after |
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Then, baby, just rest your head |
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Who are you really after? |
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Who are you trying to find? |
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Who is that certain someone |
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That's kept you awake all those nights? |
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You think it's just puzzle pieces |
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But they never fit right |
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If you can't see who you're really after |
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Then, baby, you're blind |
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Why are you always searching? |
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Why are you always undone? |
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You lurk in the darkest corners |
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Awaiting some heavenly ascension |
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You know you won't find it in liquor |
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Or that stuff your friend does |
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But c'mon, we've all had our stumbles |
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And some nights it almost feels like love |
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It feels like love |
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Now, now, now |
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It feels like love |
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So what are you really after? |
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Who are you trying to find? |
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Why are you so hard on yourself? |
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It's only life, and its only tonight |
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I'll pick up a six-pack at last call |
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We'll stay up drinking in bed |
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You could tell me what you're really after |
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Then, baby, just rest your head |
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Just rest your head |
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Now, now, now |
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Just rest your head |
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C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, just rest your head |
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Just rest your head |
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Just rest your head |
