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She said, "I'm fine, I'm okay" cover up your trembling hands |
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There's indecision when you know you ain't got nothing left |
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And the good times will fade away |
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And the cheap thrills always seem to stay |
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When will we fall? |
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When will we fall down? |
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Jump back, got to get out of here |
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Been too, too long this time, baby |
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Jump back, got to get out of here |
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When will, when will we fall down? |
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When will we, when will we fall down? |
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When will we fall? |
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She hates her life, she hates her skin, she even hates her friends |
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Tries to hold on to all the reputation prejudice |
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And there's some good chance we could fail |
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But the last time I was always there for bail |
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When will we fall? |
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When will we fall down? |
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Jump back, got to get out of here |
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Been too, too long this time, baby |
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Jump back, got to get out of here |
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When will, when will we fall down? |
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When will we, when will we fall down? |
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When will we fall? |
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When will we fall down? |
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When will we fall down? |
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She said, "I'm fine, I'm okay" cover up your trembling hands |
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There's indecision when you know you ain't got nothing left |
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For the last time conscience calls |
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For a good friend I was never there at all |
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When will we fall? |
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When will we fall down? |
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Jump back, got to get out of here |
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Been too, too long this time, baby |
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Jump back, got to get out of here |
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When will, when will we fall down? |
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When will we, when will we fall down? |
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When will we fall? |
