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Said the voice from afar: |
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Everything you ever told me |
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could have been a lie, we |
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may never have been in love. |
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Stuck on thinking that there is |
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always something to lose, |
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or a hit from above. |
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I don't need what I'm holding |
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onto to. I wish I knew. |
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But meanwhile |
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Fluctuations are aching my |
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soul, Expectation is taking its |
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toll. Fluctuations are aching |
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my soul'cause everything you |
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ever told me could have been |
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a lie we may never have |
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been in love. |
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And then I will escape, I'll |
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never ever have to see another |
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disappointed face, no one to |
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please. Every now and then, |
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it feels like, in all of the uni- |
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verse, there is nobody for me. |
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I told myself I wouldn't care, |
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no I wouldn't care. |
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But when she said she'd come |
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round I combed my hair, |
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yes I checked my hair. |
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Fluctuations are aching |
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my soul,Expectation is |
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taking its toll. |
