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This time, say what you like but please don't be kind |
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You can all give me one last goodbye, and let me out. |
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So you'll find, we're a flash in the eyes, all passers-by of some kind |
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And if I am the dark, you are the sparks that'll fly |
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That's why, I'll take all the time to get back and unwind a sore mind |
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I've come so far that I seem in disguise all the time. |
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Or just a house on a street in a town I'm from |
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A place to sleep without need for alarm |
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But sometimes you've got to move on |
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I'll try, It's hard to describe when two paths collide under fire |
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Just take everything, cos now it begins, you'll realize |
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Or just a house on a street in a town I'm from |
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A place to sleep without need for alarm |
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But sometimes you've got to move on |
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This time, say what you like but please don't be kind |
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You can all give me one last goodbye, let me out |
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Or just a house on a street in a town I'm from |
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A place to sleep without need for alarm |
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But sometimes you've got to move on |