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pieces of me are fallin everywhere |
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well maybe i, maybe i just don't care |
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and i'll be, seeing you again |
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someday |
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what did we do in those days? |
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how did we get through, who can say? |
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the world still turnin all around |
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our feet, they never touch the ground |
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the world still turnin all around |
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and we're still here |
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pieces of me are fallin everywhere |
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well maybe i, maybe i just dont care |
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and i'll be, seeing you again |
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somewhere |
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what did we do in those days? |
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how did we get through, who can say? |
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the world still turnin all around |
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our feet, they never touch the ground |
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the world still turnin all around |
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and we're still here |
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the world still turnin all around |
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our feet, they never touch the ground |
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the world still turnin all around |
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and we're still here |
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the world still turnin all around |
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(we're stil here, we're still here) |
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the world still turnin all around |
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our feet, they never touch the ground |
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the world still turnin all around |
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(we're still here, we're still here) |
