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It's the darkest hour, you're 22 |
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The voice of youth, the hour of dread |
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It's the darkest hour, and your voice is new |
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Love is lost, and lost is love |
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Your country's new, your friends are new |
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Your house, and even your eyes are new |
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Your maid is new, and your accent, too |
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But your fear is as old as the world |
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Say goodbye to the thrills of life |
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When love was good, when love was bad |
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Wave goodbye to the life without pain |
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Say hello, your beautiful girl |
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Say hello to the greater men |
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Tell them your secrets they're like the grave |
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Oh what you have done, oh what you have done |
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Love is lost, lost is love |
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You know so much, it's making me cry |
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You refuse to talk, but you think like mad |
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You've cut out your zone and the things have fold |
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Oh what have you done, oh what have you done |
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Oh what have you done, oh what have you done |
