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Where do we go from here? |
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Where do we go? |
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And is it real or just something we think we know? |
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Where are we going now? |
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Where do we go? |
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Cause if it's the same as yesterday, you know I'm out, just so you know, |
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Because, because our paths they cross, |
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Yesterday was hard on all of us, on all of us, |
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Who can we trust from here? |
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Who can we trust? |
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And are you real or just something from wanderlust? |
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Who can you trust when ears we flower? |
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Who can you trust? |
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From cradle to grave, from ashes to ashes, from dust to dust, |
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Because, because our paths they cross, |
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Yesterday was hard on all of us, on all of us |