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Hey my friend are we gonna make it till Monday? |
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Another Friday night waiting for a revelation |
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I can see a million faces in the condecation |
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In a moment you'd changed |
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Things weren't the same |
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You were talking at me not with me |
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And your tongue was burning up in flames |
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Are you coming back? Are you coming back? |
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When Monday comes you'll be alone with |
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The whole world staring at you |
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Hey my friend are we gonna make it till Monday? |
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Hey my friend friend you better leave now I'm gonna go my own way |
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You said I suffer from inner frustration |
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In a moment you changed |
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Things weren't the same |
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You were talking at me not with me |
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And your tounge was burning up in flames |
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And when you turn him off |
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Where does he go? |
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Where've the years gone? |
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I don't no |
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Hey my friend are we gonna make it till Monday? |
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Hey my friend are we gonna make it till Monday? |
