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Hey mom and dad |
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Your picture has faded |
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The title says love |
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But your faces, they are jaded |
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To the bone |
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to the heart |
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Way down there |
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To the bone |
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to the heart |
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Way down there |
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Day in day out |
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Those hands lose their meaning |
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Day out day in |
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Those eyes have stopped seeing |
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Better times, better days |
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They are gone now |
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Better times, better days |
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They are gone now |
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They are gone now |
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They are |
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They are gone now |
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Age kind of changed you |
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And change kind of aged you |
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And goals |
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You had said |
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Are worth holding on to |
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To realise |
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That goals are bullshit |
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To realise that goals are |
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They are bullshit |
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I wish I could remember |
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The way you used to be |
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The dreams you spoke off |
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were taking care of me |
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But now it's my turn |
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Don't you worry |
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But now it's my turn |
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Don't you worry |
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Don't you worry |
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Don't you, you worry |
