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Another Sunday, another one way road away from home |
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I keep thinking one day |
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I'm going to wake up far from what |
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I've known |
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There's a man, he's going to cheat me if he can |
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He's looking for someone to scam |
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Here I am with my guts out in my hand, looking for some place to stand |
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It's hard to hold on to what you're found when what comes around always goes around |
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Here we go round and around on the outside |
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Do we know how to hold on with our hands tied? |
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Another Sunday ,ain't no change in how we're living now |
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I keep hoping one day maybe |
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Monday will be, will be different somehow |
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In the end there are lovers, there are friends, there are liars who pretend |
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They'll cheat you if they can- seems to be their master plan |
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To leave you with an empty hand |
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And it's hard to hold on to what you're found when what comes around always goes around |
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Here we go round and around on the outside |
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Do we know how to hold on with our hands tied? |
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Here we go turning around one the inside |
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Do we know how to hold ..can we survive? |
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Work for so long and we try to be strong |
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Time just keeps moving us along |
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It's hard to be right when everything's wrong |
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But we've got to keep on... |
