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Worry, trouble and pain, |
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Those old familiar foes come to call again. |
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On the doorstep, cap in their hands, |
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You've emptied out your pockets just to pay the man. |
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One day, one day, we'll forget this all one day. |
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Just for now, we learn to say |
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We are not our sorrows |
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We are not our scars |
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We are only human. |
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This is what we are |
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We've got a whole new world in our hands |
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We could dream ourselves awake, we could make a stand. |
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We'd walk slowly, our heads in the air |
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Even this I know we'll bear. |
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One day, one day, we will sing our blues away. |
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Just for now, we learn to say |
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We are not our sorrows |
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We are not our scars |
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We are only human. |
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This is what we are |
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One day, one day, we will sing our blues away. |
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Just for now, we learn to say |
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We are not our sorrows |
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We are not our scars |
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We are only human. |
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This is what we are |
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This is what we are |
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This is what we are |
