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Eighteen years gone by, decide, you tried |
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To open up your mind, but it's the pressure |
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This pressure, that's building up deep inside |
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Don't you say, "They'll never listen to me!" |
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You speak of trying and abiding |
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Giving great big apologies |
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Well it seems, so indirect |
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You never sought to realize, |
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But now you see you're next |
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Check it out, you're gonna come to |
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But you'll never figure out |
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Just what is that sound! |
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What's that sound! |
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You never though you know it! |
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Well every time I wake up I try, Why? |
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To keep the dream alive |
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Despising thoughts, of things far gone with time |
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But everyday surpassing all the while |
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You're passing right on through and yeah |
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You're faking your smile so, |
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Let it go! We'll figure it out! |
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As days go by, you scream and you shout out |
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No other way, but going around |
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When will you figure out? |
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Just what you have found! |
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What you've found! |
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You never sought you know it! |
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But now, your final years have gone by |
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You never tried |
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You lived your life, just to see it go passing by |
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Now saying, "What if I? I mean, why couldn't I? |
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Have done the things I wanted in life?" |
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One step back, but always too far |
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You couldn't think about |
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Just what it is you are |
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You didn't know, Yeah you'd always say, |
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"It's the thought that counts..." |
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I think it just brought you down! |
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Brought you down! |
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You never thought you know it! |
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Brought! |
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Brought! |
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Brought! |
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Brought! |
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Brought! |
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Brought! |
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Brought! |
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You down! |
