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The meter marks OK |
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The peak won't cross the line |
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The meter broke last time |
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My nerves got caught away |
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And I won't mild the fall |
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'Cause I can bear the mass |
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No one can make it turn |
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And we've been used to that |
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And don't you die real soon |
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'Cause I've been counting on it since ten |
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But the meter marks OK |
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No-one can make it go |
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No-one can stop the swing |
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Some days and then away |
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No thought but make you stay |
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And then you lied to me |
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You said you knew where you were going to |
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Oh the meter marked OK |
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The meter marked OK |
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Time I had a chance, I had a chance |
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I thought I'd make a change |
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Make a change, to make a change |
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And I was it |
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I was not aware that I could fly that I could let you wait |
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When your hands, when your hands |
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And so you slip away, you slip away, you slip away |
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(da na na na...) |
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Time I had a chance, I had a chance |
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I thought I'd make a change |
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Make a change, to make a change |
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And I was it |
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I was not aware that I could fly that I could let you wait |
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When your hands, when your hands |
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And so you slip away, you slip away, you slip away |
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The meter marks OK |
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And I won't cross the line |
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And I won't mild the fall |
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When I can bear the mass |
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And I was not aware |
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That I couldn't make the change |
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And so you slip away |
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So you slip away |
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Time, I had a chance, I had a chance |
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I thought I'd make a change |
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Make a change, make a change |