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Everything you ever told me could have been a lie |
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We may never have been in love |
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Stuck on thinking that there is always something to lose |
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Or a hit from above, a hit from above |
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I don't need what |
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I'm holding on to, |
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I wish I knew but meanwhile |
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Fluctuations are aching my soul |
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Expectation is taking it's toll |
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Fluctuations are aching my soul ' |
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Cause everything you ever told me could have been a lie |
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We may never have been in love |
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And then I will escape, |
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I'll never ever have to see |
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Another disappointed face, no one to please |
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Every now and then, it feels like, in all of the universe |
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There is nobody for me |
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I told myself |
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I wouldn't care, no |
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I wouldn't care |
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But when she said she'd come 'round |
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I combed my hair, yes |
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I checked my hair |
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Oh, meanwhile, meanwhile, meanwhile |
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Fluctuations are aching my soul |
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Expectation is taking it's toll |
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Fluctuations are aching my soul |
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Expectation is taking it's toll |
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Fluctuations are aching my soul |
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Expectation is taking it's toll |
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Fluctuations is making me feel old |
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Expectation is taking it's toll |
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Fluctuations are aching my soul... |
