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You feel like I do |
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Like the whole world's forgotten you |
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And your life is so dull and predictable |
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Your room seems like a cell |
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And you don't sleep very well |
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And your friends only talk to point and to mock |
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And to ridicule |
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One day things won't seem the same way, I know |
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Morning in the mirror |
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Things will suddenly seem much clearer I promise, it's alright |
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His words don't flatter me |
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And they're printed for all to see I don't care, he's not there |
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It's all history The future's yours to hold |
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And you're really not very old |
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And your life is so white, so clean and so bright |
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And holds mystery |
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Morning in the mirror |
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Things will suddenly seem much clearer I promise it's alright |
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One day things won't seem the same way, I know |
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One day things won't seem the same way, |
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I know One day things won't seem the same way, I know |