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Who's at the wheel when the road keeps on turning? |
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I'm never really getting anywhere with my feet off the ground, |
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I never had a better chance to say anything... |
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You, it's you, you that defeats me. |
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So talk down my hopeless frustration, |
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Doesn't make it any better (doesn't make it any better!) |
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To scream out this woeful narration, |
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I'm dead, dead, I'm dead. |
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Don't say it's over, |
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Don't say it's done, |
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Don't speak, |
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You just keep bringing me down |
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And beat me black and blue. |
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Who's at the wheel? |
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Who's this charming young fellow? |
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Feeding me my days and letting me down, |
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I never had a better chance to say anything, |
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It's you, you, you that defeats me |
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So talk down my youthful persuasion, |
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It doesn't make it any better to scream out this woeful narration, |
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I'm dead, dead, I'm dead! |
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Don't say it's over, |
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Don't say it's done, |
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Don't speak, |
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You just keep bringing me down |
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And beat me black and blue. |
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You are the reason I'm having these nightmares |
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You are the reason I'm singing |
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I can't believe in these troubled conversations |
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I'm dead, dead, I'M DEAD. |
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Don't say it's over, |
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Don't say it's done, |
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Don't speak, |
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You just keep bringing me down |
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And beat me black and blue. |
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Black and blue, black and blue.. |
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Don't speak, |
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You just keep bringing me down |
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And beat me black and blue |
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Don't say it's over |
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Don't say it's done |
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Don't speak, you just keep bringing me down |
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And beat me black and blue. |
