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When you're going round in circles |
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And your head is for the rage |
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When you're fighting for a reason |
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Trying to turn another page |
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There's no hope in what you're doing |
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Try to reach another high |
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When your friends have gone and left you |
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Left you out to dry |
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In the memories they haunt you; |
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In the dark and in the light |
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From the jungle of the daytime |
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Till the jungle of the night |
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In the passion you're the moonlight |
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To the dawning of daylight |
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Oh, we see they try and loot you |
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It's a beard shoot fight. |
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Sometimes you cry |
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Sometimes you think it's not world wide |
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You're losing your sleep |
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You're losing your mind |
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In the days that went before you, |
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You could open any door |
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But the time run out of papers |
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And you don't work anymore |
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Get a hold of all your dreaming |
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Take them all down from the shelf |
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Turn your face toward the mirror |
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Then you'll see your real self |
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Sometimes you cry |
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Sometimes you think it's not world wide |
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You're losing your sleep |
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You're losing your mind |
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It's the real time in the real world |
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Take your feelings with some fright |
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Have spirit have some passion ghost |
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When spirit's gone you die |
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When this passion faces has gone from you |
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You'll end up wondering why |
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such a foolish thing could happen |
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Take your wings and start fly |
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Sometimes you cry |
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Sometimes you think it's not world wide |
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You're losing your sleep |
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You're losing your mind |
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Sometimes you cry |
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Sometimes you think it's not world wide |
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You're losing your sleep |
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You're losing your mind |
