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As I walk on down |
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I feel like a clown |
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In a circus of my own |
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Oh my cover is blown |
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Feel like I got a heart made of tin |
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I thought of you this morning |
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Well I sleep into a state |
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As I awake |
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Well I start to find |
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That I can't get your smoke out of my eyes |
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I guess I lose |
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I guess you win |
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I thought of you this morning |
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Well I think about all the other ways I could've played |
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All the other simple moves I could've made |
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All the other cards that I could've dealt |
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All the books I didn't read upon my shelf |
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All the other ways I could've sung my songs |
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I've realized that none of it wen't wrong |
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It was all play |
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How could it be any other way? |
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Now that the chains are off |
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I'm free to roam |
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Everywhere I go |
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I feel like I'm home |
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Nothing hides |
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Everything is shown |
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She is always with me |
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I'm never alone |
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I guess you lose |
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I guess I win |
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I thought of you this morning |
