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This is begininng, we realise |
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We're celebrating the modest life. |
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A chance at your wishes, I wish for more |
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Everyone's waiting at an open door |
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A sneaking suspicion is in your eyes |
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This sweet indecision can leave you blind |
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Ashes are spilling from your cigarette |
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Everyone's willing to be a silhouette |
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I'm not waiting, I'm coming for you my love |
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All this waiting is taking its toll |
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They say this is living, it's just a lie |
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Everyone's living, but we're living lies |
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No premonition to justify |
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This intuition is what decides |
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I'm not waiting, I'm coming for you my love |
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All this waiting is taking its toll |