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You were under the impression |
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That when you were walking forward |
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You'd end up further onward |
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But things ain't quite that simple. |
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You got altered information |
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You were told to not take chances |
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You missed out on new dances |
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Now you're losing all your dimples. |
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My jacket's gonna be cut and slim and checked, |
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Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck. |
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I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat, |
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Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet. |
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Love Reign O'er Me. |
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Love Reign O'er Me. |
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Love. |
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I've had enough of living |
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I've had enough of dying |
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I've had enough of smiling |
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I've had enough of crying |
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I've taken all the high roads |
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I've squandered and I've saved |
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I've had enough of childhood |
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I've had enough of graves... |
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Get a job and fight to keep it, |
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Strike out to reach a mountain. |
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Be so nice on the outside |
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But inside keep ambition |
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Don't cry because you hunt them |
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Hurt them first they'll love you |
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There's a millionaire above you |
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And you're under his suspicion. |
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I've had enough of dancehalls |
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I've had enough of pills |
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I've had enough of streetfights |
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I've seen my share of kills |
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I'm finished with the fashions |
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And acting like I'm tough |
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I'm bored with hate and passion |
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I've had enough of trying to love. |
